Barriers
There are many times I set up
barriers and walls,
invisible unless you come too close,
And then you hit them.
You wonder what happened.
You didn’t know,
I can’t let you in.
I’ve lost the key to open the doors
in the walls, and
I don’t know how
To take them down.
Fran Watson
Copyright © 2003
For more poetry and stories you can go to Fran’s webpage http://www.franwatson.ca
