Who left the door open?
Do you feel that breeze?
As it wraps around my soul
I feel a gentle squeeze.
What I thought was wind;
what I thought was air;
blew itself around me
and tousled up my hair.
I didn't understand at first.
The truth evaded me.
I had floated alone so long
lost in the open sea.
But one day I saw land
and built myself a house.
Then I still felt lonely
so I made friends with a mouse.
I gave the mouse some cheese.
It gave me company.
It opened a door of happiness
deep inside of me.
A window of hope and love
in a time of a dark.
A door opened to happiness
through a moonlit park.
It something that sneaks up.
You rarely see it arrive.
But accidentally leave open a door
and watch happiness come inside.
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From a prompt from my dear friend @just1heather . . .
"Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open"
~ John Barrymore
Posted at dVerse Poets Pub for Open Link Night Week 14
