Who Is Knocking At My Door
The Puzzle
Who is knocking on my door?
How much longer to ignore?
How much longer to pretend?
No more power to defend.
I am hiding in my room.
No more courage to assume.
No more courage when you are old.
No more summer, only cold.
Who is knocking on my door?
Silence speaks, words ignore.
Living, frightened, not knowing why?
Certain, not sure, living or die.
Hiding in the darkness, not seeing light;
better for a blind living at night.
Where is my courage? Gone with age!
Over and over, flew from the cage.
As often as I have done before,
not knowing who is knocking the door?
Why, like a child, I crawl and hide;
under the shadows, saving my pride.
Who is the one knocking again?
Causing my world to shatter with pain.
To open the door, not knowing who;
Nothing is clear; what can I do?
Turning the knob, fearful with daze,
cannot find a way out of this maze.
I opened the door and saw the light;
No longer darkness filling the night.
My son was knocking, knocking my door,
Love makes sunshine hard to ignore.
Happy, laughing, no more pain,
No more sadness or gone insane.
If your puzzle is resolved,
All your problems will be solved.
Haloo
6/7/15
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