Exceptional What happens when you least believe Who Knew? by LoannaLois Behind The Door writing prompt entry

The water bed, your purple phone, the fuzzy ten-pound bear... I glimpsed these things behind the door, when privy to your lair. You then decided blue was in- and only blue would do. So, cobalt, royal, navy...; marked the years in moody hue. Overnight your tastes; they changed... Oh years: I wanted more! Yes, now it's china, lace, and white, for you grew up behind the door. Writing Prompt Write a poem that describes what is behind the door. Any type of poetry welcomed. Recognized Author Notes They grow up so fast...

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