Door To Imagination
Sometimes in the orange of evening,
a doorway transports me to other realms
filled with unexpected imagination --
worlds of swirling light,
as mystical trees
and gracious strangers become
one city of a family
railing through dusk's perfect moonlight:
For Brian's Choice Q
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