Through the door of wonders
My magical poem!
Through the black door
I found a broken heart shattering into small pieces,
A magpie sadly sitting on the roof of my old abandoned shed,
Or a spooky pitch black night at 3am.
Through the white door
I found a holy dove flying gracefully across the cloudy sky,
A ice cream dropped on the hard concrete floor at Troon beach.
Or a sheep happily running across the field on a sunny day.
Through the red door
I heard a family having a movie night with the log burner on,
A love letter getting posted,
And a letterbox dancing poshly on a
Through the orange door
I saw a fat orange cat lurking about my garden,
Or Irn bru exploding all over my face.
Through the yellow door
I saw crazy monkeys racing for a bundle of bananas,
A bundle of coins left on my front door.
Or a lemon tap dancing on top of my fruit bowl.
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