Karla Null Poet I do not know?

Knock, Knock, Knocking

Knock, knock, knocking at my door, 
I think He's been here times before

Repetive, is that insistent tap,
not quite as hard as a full blown rap
Go away, I want to scream and yell,
can't you see that, this is hell

Knock, knock, knocking at my door, 
I learned fast enough, to ignore

Pushed it, to the back of my mind,
left that insistent noise behind
I Did what I wanted, did what I could,
we don't always do what we should

Knock, knock, knocking at my door,
I'm not taking it any more

How very long the doors been shut?
It's nagging at me, I now know what
There's always room for justification,
when you give Him a invitation

No more knocking at my door,
He came back, once more, to restore

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James Marshall Goff July 3, 2009 at 8:55 PM I see a poem of forgiveness, just a poetic treasure! Karla! and thanks for your sweet comment...jim

Sandra Hudson July 2, 2009 at 3:19 AM Would love to read " the rest of the story"..please continue-AA