Go and open the door poem.

Go and open the cobalt door,

maybe you’ll find an eye staring at you

the sky waiting for you

or a swimming pool getting ready so you can dive.

Go and open the emerald door,

maybe you’ll see a slithering snake sliding away

the smell of fresh plants

or nature relaxing in the cold breeze.

Go and open the cherry door,

maybe you’ll see a box as big as a sofa filled with hearts

sticky tomato soup falling from the sky

or a field full with poppies.

Go and open the jet black door,

maybe you’ll see hot chocolate falling on your white shirt.

or a hand as dirty as a chimney.