Comfort lies on this side
Warmth and love abide
For family and my friends reside
On this side of the door
What is on the other side
I wondered and I cried
My fears prevailed, I was denied
seeing that side of the door
Still curiosity tugs at me
My wonderings never eased
Open, I must, if I want to see
That side of the door
One day, the door I opened wide
I saw what was outside,
It was my God, my friend, my guide
On that side of the door
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