The Lockless Door Poem

The Lockless Door Poem By Robert Frost

It went many years,
But at last came a knock,
And I thought of the door
WIth no lock to lock.

I blew out the lIght,
I tIp-toed the Hoor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.

But the knock came again
My WIndow was wide,
I climbed on the sIll
And descended outside.

Back over the sill,
I bade a cCome in’
To whatever the knock,
At the door may have been.

So at a knock
I emptied my cage
To hIde in the world
And alter with age.

The Lockless Door Poem

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