The Gate Poem by Sharron Stephenson
The Gate
the road i walk
the gate i close
the path i choose
the cloud i see
the rainbow of red and blue
the door i open
the tile i place
the floor i lay
the flower i smell
the nail i hit
all leads me to the heart of you
Life has many paths and you don't always know where they lead; sometimes they will lead you to a happy place. A very nice poem. A 10.
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flower I smell, full of life