Doorways
The poignant memories of threads that I cannot rewind
lie all trailed out behind me, unraveled in my mind.
Decisions I can’t alter, choices without reprieve,
hours wiled away because I wanted to believe
but that yielded no return. Recompense was naught,
proving once again that happiness cannot be bought.
The future spreads in front of me. Will I win or lose?
As in the past, it depends on the doorways that I choose.
Prompt words today are thread, reprieve, poignant, that and doorway.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Interesting take on doorways. I collect postcards of doorways for their architectural beauty/significance/history, etc.
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This is a photo taken about a year ago of a house in Ajijic, Jalisco, Mexico. The dog was a lucky bit of timing.
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Very interesting idea Judy. It does depends upon our choices.
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