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.