There are many doors
You’ll walk through
As you wend your way
Through life

Front doors,
kitchen doors,
bedroom doors,
school doors,
classroom doors,
office doors,
your own door…

All the doors will be different, yet the same
For some
There will be some doors
Locked to you
That you will never go through
There are doors that hide secrets
Doors that store possessions
Doors that protect your loved ones
Then there are darker doors
Doors that you might not want
To step through
But you’re a brave soul,
And even the unknown,
Will cower at your courage

There is one door
That is the same for all of us
Unknown, dark,
one that we avoid
as long as we can

It is the Last Door,
The Final Door,
The Door where Death stands waiting

The Last Door