Open The Door

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Open The Door

I wish someone would open the door Cause I don't want to hurt anymore I just need a Little time To seek and find a friend to call my own Give me a chance at freedom, prosperity and wealth I need the opportunity to see it for myself The vision has to be clear to be seen far and wide Hoping to have someone there by my side A listing ear would not hurt, but now someone is spreading dirt My mind is at rest I have done my best I have immeasurable strength in time I will grow Now I ask are you my friend or foe?           

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

punchie’s Poems (11)

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When Granma, Would Cook. 0
When I Did Not Have. 0
Can You See Through The Eyes I See? 1
The Dirty Little Secert 1
The Beautiful Bird 0
Open The Door 1
The Light 0
Vision 0
INFANT 0
In Touch 1
Time 1