Poem to my door
«A door of beauty stands before me,
A portal to a secret place.
Beyond this threshold lies a garden,
A paradise that time can’t erase.
The scent of orange blossoms fills the air,
And sunlight streams in from above.
A place where every sense comes alive,
And every heart is filled with love.
In this garden, I am free to be,
To breathe in life and seize the day.
Here, I can say «good morning» happy,
And let my worries drift away.
Each step I take is a dance with joy,
Each flower a stroke of pure art.
The world seems brighter, lighter, better,
As nature’s beauty fills my heart.
This door of beauty is my portal,
To a world that few have ever seen.
A place where happiness is eternal,
And life is lived in shades of green.
So come and join me in this garden,
Where orange blossoms scent the air.
Find joy in every moment cherished,
And know that life is always fair.»