What Fascinates Me- On Seeing a Tiny Door
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Who would answer if I knocked?
A little gnome in stripey socks.
Would he call out, “ Who dares to knock.”?
Or sic on me his pet blue fox.
Would it be a lonely hobbit
wearing cobbled boots he wears by habit
and a cobwebbed hat of furry rabbit
Sipping mead from a wobbly goblet?
It doesn’t look like a fairy would
for it isn’t decked how a fairy twould
with childhood dreams and elfinwood
Convinced I am of the likelihood.
Who ever lives in this tiny abode
Their door to the world has long been closed.
Where a peaceful meadow once outflowed,
Paved up to the door by a busy road.
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2022
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