The door was open

the invitation given

So she peeked inside

Before she pushed the door ajar

Crossed the threshold

At first it seemed

like a good place to be

to sit and talk 

enjoy company

share a drink

maybe even a meal

But in the corner of her eye

she could see edges of an old familiar green

just enough to make 

her choose her words carefully

watch where she sat

and what she touched

And so, she made the decision

to walk right back

Cross the threshold

take one last peek

and shut the door

turn away the invitation

that had been given.

Jeanna” Mead

2 53 p.m. 7/22/17

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