The Door
The Door
A doomed soul was I,
buried beneath deep darkness,
Hope having dawned long ago,
even the tears had ceased to flow,
Little did I know that,
paradise islands of glory would gleam,
Bright sunshine will tightly embrace,
and then I opened that door!
Written June 25th, 2015
For contest "And then I opened that door" by John Lawless
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