Revolving Door

This is a poem I wrote on February 16, 2009, and it's about how people come in and out of our lives in a manner that's similar to a revolving door.


Is it just me,
Or does life seem to be
A series of hellos and goodbyes?
People seem to walk
In and out of my life
As if they're moving through
A revolving door
Perhaps, one day
I will see once again
Some of those people
Who have walked away