Opportunity
Sometimes it knocks on our doors,
while other times it leans on the doorbell,
or waits for us to open our doors.
Sometimes we don't recognize it at all,
while other times we have a hunch it's
the one, or recognize it with its different
facets.
Sometimes it stays, comes and goes,
or leaves for good.....
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2016
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