Friday, October 18, 2013

Open Door

Wish there was a door to open
With the old you just behind there
And the old me would just enter
And we'd talk & laugh awhile
And I'd remember what it was like
To have a one who really gets me
To have a one who I know sees me
And takes pleasure at the sight
But I have many doors
With many old time friends & memories
Who I'd love to go & visit
But they're not 'round anymore
So I reminisce in silence
At the way things were at one time
And I'll hope to find you someday
On the flipside of the door