Door To a Wayra Behind the Door
Behind the blue door
Sorrow resides constantly
Paint the walls a pure bright white
The door a soft yellow
One that invites live in rapport
The soft yellow door
Where fragrance of joy exudes
The scent of the honeycomb
And spiced perfumes await
Love, peace, joy gush behind that door
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest: DOOR TO A WAYRA
Theme: Doors
Written by: Sara Kendrick
Date: July 15, 2014
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2014
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