
With each knock on the door
The story changes
Behind it could be
Your long-lost child
Who ran away from that same door
Years ago
Even if it feels like
A memory from yesterday

With each knock on the door
The story changes
Behind it could be
Your long-lost child
Who ran away from that same door
Years ago
Even if it feels like
A memory from yesterday
What a deeply moving and evocative piece β brief in form yet immense in emotional resonance. π
Your poem captures the quiet ache of time, loss, and the fragile hope that lingers behind every familiar sound β a knock on the door. The imagery of the βlong-lost childβ returning transforms the ordinary into something sacred, turning a simple moment into a portal of memory and longing.
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