I do look tired, don’t I? Don’t worry, I’m not offended. The answer is yes, my door is always open for those who believe. Others cannot enter, and many have tried. I can hear all of your questions as you can hear mine. You will only hear me in your mind, I do not speak aloud. Don’t be frightened, it’s a magical voice only you can hear.
The secrets inside this doorway are for the imaginative. Yes, you are welcome. I will try to stay upright. The doorway is safe, come in. Do not be afraid of the sprites within. They simply want to show you the way. The magical beings will greet you as soon as you step in.
I may not be standing here much longer, my trunk is leaning and I am old and tired. But please, enter and let your imagination fulfill your dreams. Yes, many have realized their dreams within. You may leave at any time, but few have chosen that path. You should hurry, I don’t know how long I’ll be able to be here.
https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2017/09/30/weekend-writing-prompt-22-secret-doorways/

*whispets* a fairy lives there 🖕
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Just love old trees. We lost so many in England when we lived there when a storm came through. Thankfully new ones are growing, but will have to wait hundreds of years to really enjoy them.
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Old trees with big spreading roots were a haven to play in. I sort of miss that!☺️
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Me too.
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love this tree… so beautiful …. along with your poem…
Hugggs
Suzette
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Thanks, it’s a cool tree for sure.
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It is…
When I was a kid I would love to play in trees like that…lol…
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Me too
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