Behind each door, a story untold,
Mysteries linger, brave and bold.
The paths we take, the choices we make,
Through wooden frames, our futures unfold.

Whispered secrets in the ancient wood,
Echoes of lives misunderstood.
Each creak and groan, a tale of its own,
In the corridors where history stood.

Doors to dreams, to hopes, to fears,
Portals through our laughter and tears.
A knock, a turn, the lessons we learn,
As we journey through the rolling years.

Open wide or firmly shut,
Each door a bridge, a forward thrust.
With courage or doubt, we figure it out,
For beyond each door, we place our trust.