Knock
Knock softly, when a child's dreams unfold,
A lullaby of hope, a future yet untold.
Nurturing their innocence, with love, protect,
For in their tiny hearts, the world's hopes reflect.
Knock gently, with love, upon a friend's abode,
A sign of care, a bond that's forever sewed.
In times of need, in times of joy or strife,
A knock can mend the pieces of a fractured life.
Knock loudly, when injustice must be faced,
A rallying cry, a call for truth to be embraced.
In unity, we stand, against the storm's dark tide,
With knocking fists, our strength cannot be denied.
Knock, oh seeker, on the door of your dreams,
Where reality and hopes converge in silent streams.
The echo of your presence, like a whispered plea,
Unlocks the gateways to what might yet be.
With each knock, a question, an open door's embrace,
A chance to find your purpose, your destined place.
Knock, and see what wonders lie in store,
For every knock, a new adventure to explore.
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