Open All Closed Doors
Where is inspiration found to make your life worth living?
Waking up, the starting line, a race that is not giving...
The twinkle found in lucid eyes, a smile of innocence too,
A gesture, a wink, a tone or tune, even a thought may do...
Many try to medicate with options big or small,
And through the cracks they lose their hearts, waiting for the call.
Daily grind or pounding salt, insulting injury,
Too many times we fill our lives with others inquiries.
So put away the thoughtless life of humdrum days of lore,
Find that sparkle, twinkle, wink, and open all closed doors...
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