Challenge
Someone comes knocking at the/your door. Who is it? Do you let them in?
Poetry, story format, write on~ enjoy! Don’t forget to tag me in the comments section. :) I look forward to reading the entries.
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the child
who is that I see
staring back at me
with love and curiosity
and a touch of generosity
a familiar face
my mind used to chase
a younger me when I was carefree