The Open Door

Walk through the open door come sit with me awhile

share with me stories old and new.

Let your heart unfold and I will gently hold your hands.

I will carry away parts of you and cherish the moments

we were able to share together and draw upon memories

when you leave and I am here sitting at a table set for one.

Written by Diane Kirkup 4/30/22

It's unusual for me to post two writings in a day but this

photo just drew the words out of my heart. With thoughts

of all those we would love to sit with again.