Doors Poem by David E Navarro

Doors



Through the door
there's a world out there
large and lush and green;

And another door
to that which is unseen
behind the things that do appear;

And another door
with man's stuff in-between
tiny, temporary, miniscule.

Please tell me,
through which door are
the true riches?

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Published in Dare to Soar,2013
http: //www.thecurio.ecrater.com/p/18949962/dare-to-soar
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David E Navarro

David E Navarro

Newport, Rhode Island
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