Secret Door Poem by Barry Middleton

Secret Door



remember when we believed
there was a secret door

that showed itself in dreams
but in the day no more

throughout our lives we seek
but never find the way

a covert key to comfort
to keep our fears at bay

but some in age they claim
have found that priceless gate

surrender to what comes
with grace accepting fate

the secret door is living
a door without a lock

so savor every breath
before the final knock

Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: gate,life and death,secret
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Poppy Miller 18 March 2016

If only we could savour every breath until the final knock. If only it was so easy, but emotions will have their way. Learning to accept what can't be changed plays a big factor and of course 'never give up and never give in.' Such a pleasure to read your poetry Barry. I hope you're taking your own advice (four times a day after meals. lol.)

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Barry Middleton 18 March 2016

I try to take my own advice but I usually fail.

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