POEM: The Door of Nevermore

This morning, walking, I saw a new door.
I’ve walked that stretch a million times, or more,
and that door has never been there before.

You probably think they just cut the ivy,
or that my imagination ‘s lively.

But, this evening, that door was no more.

8 thoughts on “POEM: The Door of Nevermore

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