An Unlocked Door

My dearest child, please hear
You are still underage
The world you do not fear
Its strength you cannot gauge

If fixed to go away
Don’t bring on dreadful shame
That will make it certain
Ever stamped on your name

Life demands a hard climb
As building often does
Can take a long, long time
To overcome what was

Beware of what inflames
That injures, wounds, and maims
Don’t misuse and defame
That precious gift, your name

I will always love you
And listen for your knock
Know the door you left through
Will always be unlocked
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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March 30, 2024 at 9:41 PM
I sure like the way the 'parent' in the poem handled the premature departure of his beloved son. Kudos, Gershon
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