The Walls Before Us
Many sit and just stare at them
Others turn and face away
But walls are there for purposes
That you must find today
There are so many just so drab
No brightness to provide
The people that just look upon
Seem so shy and hide
There are some painted oh so bright
That perk and do inspire
It’s those brightly painted walls
That kindle many a fire
There are some, too, with windows there
To provide a viewer, view
A pristine outlook upon the world
A daily escape so true
Yet others may also have a door
That opens to outside
Those walls offer opportunity
As people then can’t hide
They walk on through, take the day
They enjoy the midday sun
And venture, too, under the moon
To share a life of fun
Whatever wall, that you may choose
Remember, it’s your own
Decide how you wish to view it now
For life, do not postpone
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