Door (Poem)

Smiling got hard,

I was losing hope,

Enjoying my days became hard,

I couldn’t seem to hold on to hope,

I wondered why did it have to be so hard?


Then one day a door opened,

A chance was given,

Another door opened,

Another chance was given,

I smiled wide as I faced the doors that had opened.


It’s amazing how a mood can quickly change,

How can a closed-door and opened door change our mood?

Yet we can’t predict when our life is going to change,

If only it was possible and easy to stay in a good mood,

However, the doors seem to determine when we’ll change.

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