New Door.

Goldfinch60



I awake from my slumber

Before dawns early light,

Get up from my bed

And open the door to a new day.

 

Yesterday has passed away,

The door closed on that day,

That unique day of wonder

Where I existed once more.

 

There have been many closed doors

On each day of my life

Where my world was good to me,

That is why I am still here.

 

Beyond this new door is joy

As I go into this new day,

Knowing that my life is good,

And each new day will be wonderful.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 20th, 2021 02:07
  • Comment from author about the poem: Today there have been 26,400 new doors opening.
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments4

  • dusk arising

    Now then, don't forget to oil the hinges. The best lubricant you can use is called 'living'.

    • Goldfinch60

      So true d a, there is a great deal of 'living' on my doors.

      Andy

    • orchidee

      Good write Gold.
      You at Buckingham Palace or somewhere, opening those 26,400 doors?!
      Alas, in 1066 - when one door opened, another one slammed in my face - I mucked it all up, by turning up! lol.

      • Goldfinch60

        Thanks Orchi, too many doors at Buckingham Palace.

        I should have closed the door to keep you out in 1066.

        Andy

      • Jerry Reynolds

        Good write Andy. Guessing you are 72.

        • Goldfinch60

          Oh yes 72 is the figure.

          Andy

        • FredPeyer

          You said it well, Andy. We do have to start each new day with a positive attitude.

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Fred, I always do.

            Andy



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