Held Behind The Door

A big door rusty and old

Blocks the secrets that are never told

Behind that is a building hight to be dusty

But you'll never guess what secrets to it beholds

Behind the bold door

Is where words come to play

Dancing and swaying

Laughing all day

Many people gather to share their own words

Voices making them float

Up and about the rose smelling room

And others listen in on these words on the seas

A kind old man welcomes everyone in

Handing them a drink

And telling them to let there feelings out

As words sprout from their heads

New and old members look about

Wonder in their eyes at this place

Beautiful wood as the amazing floors

This is what lies behind the doors

This is a place where friends come to meet

Though they never knew eachother before

A place where you can speak your mind

This is my family behind the old door