Crack in the Door



Through A Crack In The Door

There she was standing there, alone in the dark.
A sliver of sunlight danced with the dust
as it made it's way through a crack in the door.
Twirl with me it said.
It kissed her face,
It opened her soul, enticing her to come out and play.

She didn't know how to open the door,
the handle was too high for her to reach.
After all she was only 3 years old.
What she did know was she could do anything.
She slipped into the sliver of light,
Out through the crack in the door
and into the full light of day.

© Saria