A Window and Door

My life was like a room
With only a window and door.
For too many years I stood at the window
An watched life pass me by.
I could see all the BEAUTY
But, I could never reach it.
As I hid behind my barrier
I always longed to be on the other side.
Afraid of taking a chance
The door remained closed tight.
Finally, someone with more courage than I
Opened it and allowed the BEAUTY to enter.
It was YOU
How and where did YOU find the key.
YOU took me by the hand
Showing me WONDERFUL things
Things I could not see from the window.
No longer watching the images
I became an integrated part.
And for the rest of my life
YOU have all of my HEART.




Jon Andres

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