A Gate Laced With Roses And The Past

There’s a gate that stands

In the middle of the woods

Surrounded by blue bells.

Leafy tendrils intertwined

With the wrought iron

Design.

 

There’s a gate that stands

Alone amongst the trees

Leading to nowhere

From nowhere

It’s hinges stiff with lack

Of use.

 

There’s a gate that stands

Beneath the shading trees

I guess it’s where there

Used to be a house

But now it stands alone

Quite alone.

 

There’s a gate that stands

Leafy tendrils intertwined

With the wrought iron

And I reach out to lift the latch

Swing the gate open

Step through.

 

 

There’s a gate that stands

Outside an ancient house

A cobbled path leading up

To the huge oak door

Roses of every kind spilling

Across the garden.

 

I smile and step back through.

 

 

There’s a gate that stands

Alone in the middle of the woods

Surrounded by nodding bluebells

Thorny roses intertwined

With the wrought iron design.

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