Next Time . . . . . . . . Do It For Me?

SAADD.jpg That girl had seen a door Never crossed Awaiting her ominously Up the shadows, up the floor Ever tossed Routinely climbed once more And yet, she had never once Traversed its threshold But one day Like the rest She chose to stay To fail Life's test She chose to dare not For leagues much sought Were not within her reach? She chose wrong For months were long And dare she far between If she would have only Seen What lay beyond that door Over the threshold Into her core Risks, are a part of life, you see! Not simply just a knife For every day you choose Wrong . . . . . . . . . Right Does it matter? Do I care? If you don't risk it all, you'll never share The potential to your life In good times and in strife But she couldn't see... Would you do it this time... for me? next time will you do it for me please? risks risks risks risks RISK