in between the doors

standing on the sidewalk
i stopped and looked around
the buildings looked much higher
from my position on the ground

29th street didn’t mean much
or how far i had to walk
a voice inside reminded
no strangers i’m to talk

watching cars as they drove by
i study them so closely
no smling face or open arms
no hand to hold and guide me

so i walked
close to the fence
black iron
points on top

things now were strange
my head held down
the voice said just don’t stop

i found the way
thru my front gate
i pushed the button in

no answer came
door knob stayed still
i stood without a grin

ps one twenty two
seemed so far away
now all alone with no one home
i knew i had to stay

reaching for the handle
i swung it open wide
between the doors i sat down
it’s there i was to hide

metal gainst one shoulder
wood was for the other
i peeked above the panel
hoping to see my brother

that day i learned its lonely
to wait for those you love
thinking they forgot you
misplaced like one lost glove

today there are no doors
its all between my ears
those feelings never left me
even after all these years

Copyright © 2007 Ronald J. Edwards