The Doorway Poem by Angela Cox
The Doorway
It was hidden within the forest- I could just barely see. And yet somehow another doorway had opened up for me. I took a few steps forward though I was filled with anxiety- there was hope. As I peered through the doorway I observed a rising slope. My anxiety increased as I scanned this new terrain. Some areas were slippery- but in my heart I could not remain.
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