Behind The Door

She took my hand
and stood close
I told her not to worry
I could sense her heart beating
"there is nothing here to frighten you" I told her
her eyes as big as diamonds
she pulled me back from the door
I looked at her and smiled
"Do you want me to carry you through"
she said nothing but her face told the story
I lifted her up into my arms
her head snuggled into my shoulder
her hair in my face
I walked past the fossils and dinosaurs

......

When she is an old lady
she may remember the day
her Granddad took her to the museum
and the roar of the dinosaur from behind the door
I hope so



Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2015-05-11 at 19:17

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Wumbulu
I have 5 kids 10 kid-kids and a kid-kid-kid. This poem just filled me with great memories..Football with my son-son, horse riding with my son-daughter etc..thanks.
2015-06-09


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Oh this is so wonderful. What a memory for you both. Very well told :)
2015-05-12



This is precious! Who wouldn't be afraid of the first visit to a museum filled with dinosaurs and fossils. She will remember!
Ashe
2015-05-11



This is precious! Who wouldn't be afraid of the first visit to a museum filled with dinosaurs and fossils. She will remember!
Ashe
2015-05-11



This is precious! Who wouldn't be afraid of the first visit to a museum filled with dinosaurs and fossils. She will remember!
Ashe
2015-05-11