Beyond

by Eric Y. Theriault

Beyond the door,
The sound of joy;
My heart yearning;
My world turning.

Beyond the door,
There's something I'm sure.
What is on the other side,
And why am I on the inside?

Beyond the door,
Perhaps laughter;
Perhaps fear;
Or even tears.

Beyond the door,
Wish I knew what was there.
But there's only one way,
And that's to open the door.

eyt*