13 Oct
Posted October 13, 2015 by angoraartist in Art, Poetry. Tagged: art, emotion, life, photo. 1 Comment
The locked door,
Day after day past it I go,
What lies inside?
I never shall know.
Who holds the key?
No one really knows,
But it is not me.
Posted by Jessie Hagen, M.A. (PioneerLady) on October 13, 2015 at 3:18 am
Reblogged this on Pithy Ponderings and commented: Love this!
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Posted by Jessie Hagen, M.A. (PioneerLady) on October 13, 2015 at 3:18 am
Reblogged this on Pithy Ponderings and commented:
Love this!