127/366: Front Doors

I must admit.
When I first saw.
Doors.
As a challenge.
I was.
So.
Excited.


The possibilities.
The colors.
The styles.
The architectually interesting.
The bold.
The pretentious.


Those that speak volumes.
Of the owners.
And all.
That is hidden beyond.
Their threshold.


What about the boring?
What about those.
That will never make.
The artsy prints.
The coffee table books.


What about those.
That make you want.
Those push you.
That make you work hard.
For one day.


THE day...
When your front door.
No longer looks.
Just like.
That of your neighbors.