poem

[falconoflight]

How afraid would you be
if you came home and the
Key did not work?
That no matter what you did
that you weren't forgiven.
How long would you stare
at the closed door, hoping.
Hoping that it would magically open.
Nothing works like that in real life.
Would you scream, cry or bang on the door?
Doors close all the time they say
but no one expects it to happen.
Time to pick yourself up
and move on. All you have left
is what's on your back and your wits.
Follow the signs, it is time
to move on.