A door's dream
<p>When you want to hide,</p><p>I am the shield.</p><p>I guard your sleep,</p><p>and I need no meal.</p><p>But when you slam me,</p><p>I do feel.</p><p>I am getting old,</p><p>when my paint peels.</p><p>Oh lord,</p><p>please listen to this appeal,</p><p>Without your care,</p><p>I cannot heal.</p><p></p>
