Ajar

I never shut a door; I always keep it ajar
Mostly closed but open just enough
To hear my child giggle in fascination
To allow my cat to feed its curiosity
To swaddle in the sun's warm sheets

Percolating coffee wafts inside
Carrying muddled memories
Of friendships ready to rekindle
Of mistakes I can finally admit
Of advice learned at a tall price

Most of my life is history now
It just needs more context
Seeping into my open heart
Closed doors keep me safe
Open doors keep me alive