The Double Door

 

                         You allowed me

                         To enter your world for a moment

                         I am grateful for that.

                         When our paths diverged

                         You went your way

                         Mine, well traveled, was more secure

                         I accepted that.

 

                         I know how sincere was your intent

                         This dream that consumed your years

                         I cannot blame you for that,

                         But the dream became your prison,

                         The prison had a double door

                         It shut you in and locked me out

                         Made us both the lesser for it.

                         Let us grieve, my dear friend, for that.

 

 

                                                             Jack Mashman

                                                             1983