KNOCK, KNOCK
If you never open your door,
I can never give you more.
If you keep it all inside,
I might as well as just died.
Today, I’m knocking really loud,
I hope you won’t be too proud.
Let me come on through,
So I can really love you.
Until tomorrow –
Simply live,
Carla
Photo Credit: personal library, old door of Albania
Nice poem! Short and to-the-point! 🙂
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Thank you!
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