Heaven’s Door

Doors open, doors closed, who knows?

Inside, outside, we stand where we chose;

Satisfaction guaranteed,

Togetherness, yes, indeed,

Regardless the fate, we relate,

Accepting what comes, retaliate,

Combining chance, a little romance,

Tango, Waltz, Fox Trot, let’s dance;

Indulging in life’s little pleasures,

Only seeking our own special treasures,

Never doubting decisive measures!!

Laying in bed last nite listening to Dylan knocking on Heaven’s Door, and bang, this rolled out. It’s the door I choose.

Thanks for reading, come, knock with me.