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Front Door

Visit a place where you’ve not been before And the first thing you face is the sturdy front door. Of fiberglass, oak, tempered glass, even steel, The entryway should have a certain appeal. My country home door, though, was streaky with rust. The paint was all puckered, the cracks filled with dust. The glass in the windows no longer got clean; My husband was tired of changing the screen. So I finally gave in and we got a new door, A portal to spiff up the entry décor. It isn’t embellished, just simple and plain But it’s neat, a condition I hope to maintain. When visitors come, they may notice or not For most likely, the old one was one they forgot But I’ll welcome them all with the door opened wide And embrace every one that I usher inside.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 8/9/2015 8:49:00 PM
Nothing like a new front door to open up a home. It's comforting when you are there and also when you roam.
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Date: 8/6/2015 3:21:00 PM
Very enjoyable write, Ilene. Getting a new door was the most practical solution! Once a door opens, it's the people inside that make the difference! // paul
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Date: 8/4/2015 4:33:00 AM
It's what everyone sees first when they come to visit your home. Good write which reminds me of past TV commercials for a local business which featured the late Joe Frazier.
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Date: 8/3/2015 10:16:00 PM
I enjoyed your poem about your front door. I heard once that only strangers knock on your front door, but friends go around the house and use the back door where the kitchen is.
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