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a door

instant memories of another time

another place, what was this for

inside looking ever so forlorn

an old Bell telephone

pay phone…..

I have memories of such phones

there was a time

when you could make a call for a dime

you would drop your coin into the slot

wait for dial tone, then dial

the number of the party you were trying to call

Can you recall the number of times

you stood in the cold,

it could rain or be full sunshine

but if there was a call box with a door

it was such a pleasure to be inside

for your call …. we didn’t linger on the phone

we made our call, then moved on,

the call box was a sight to behold

when you were stranded in the cold

and needed to connect with a friend

or call for help. A door on a call box

also meant the conversations you had

could be discreet, personal and if

you’d called for a cab, a place to wait

sheltered from the day/night

always remember to say thank you

to a door.

Do things joyfully instead of taking it easy. Enthusiastically engage with what’s in front of you. You’ll enjoy it more.

Perfect Liberty 2021.30

for more posts with featuring doors please visit Dan’s site No facilities https://nofacilities.com/2021/09/30/duluth-union-station/

Till soon – Oyashikiri

Comments on: "a door" (5)

  1. I remember the days of pay phones. 🙂

  2. So many memories came rushing back when I saw this. Sad that some people will never understand how important this particular door was.

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