The Lockless Door by Robert Frost
It went many years,
But at last came a knock,
And I thought of the door
With no lock to lock.
I blew out the light,
I tip-toed the floor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.
But the knock came again.
My window was wide;
I climbed on the sill
And descended outside.
Back over the sill
I bade a ‘Come in’
To whatever the knock
At the door may have been.
So at a knock
I emptied my cage
To hide in the world
And alter with age.
Hey, when opportunity knocks. An interesting poem to say the least, not my favorite but decent enough as is. It’s a very simple and fun poem, referring to the window of opportunity to take said opportunity. He let it pass and he became filled with regret (a lot can relate to that, I’m sure, cause that’s just life), but lo and behold, another opportunity arose and he took it. So what to take away? Don’t give up when the going gets rough, but hope for a better tomorrow and persevere, it’s never too late. And also, take any opportunity that arises, you never know what doors it may open. Thanks for reading and if you like what I write, be sure to follow as I update my blog fairly regularly.
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