Submitted by Raine on Tue, 03/22/2011 - 21:31 where is the door can you find it there for me show me the way little robin, flying free I can see there's a garden there for me Take me there, let me come in I cannot find the door Take me there, please let me be free I cannot find the door Author's age when written 21 Genre Poetry Comments Anna Tue, 03/22/2011 - 23:42 Permalink :) Even she needed a robin to show her the door. I don't think anyone just finds it. I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief
Anna Tue, 03/22/2011 - 23:42 Permalink :) Even she needed a robin to show her the door. I don't think anyone just finds it. I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief
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Even she needed a robin to show her the door. I don't think anyone just finds it.
I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief