Another poem...
It was inspired by a painting of a farmhouse Dutch door, the kind that you can open whole, or just the top or just the bottom. I've always loved Dutch doors! As I wrote this one, I didn't know until the last stanza whether it would be a happy or sad ending. HOMESTEAD: The Dutch Door It was spring and everything was new-- Life and love and everything, and everything we planted grew! The door you'd made was open wide the scent of new wood on the air that brought the warmth of spring inside and... Sign in to see full entry.