"DOORS"
WHEN IF FEELS LIKE THE DOORSARE CLOSING IN ALL AROUND YOU
AND EVERYTHING YOU'VE TRIED
SEEMS TO FAIL?
LOOK UP MY FRIEND AND REMEMBER !!
YOUR DESTINY IS TRUE !!
AND YOUR ONLY FOLLOWING
YOUR PREDESTINE TRAIL !!
"DOORS"
WHEN IF FEELS LIKE THE DOORSA poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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