A KNOCK ON THE DOOR

House to house and door to door
What is it you are looking for?
A signature, a smiling face?
You make your way from place to place.

Some neighborhoods may look run down
You think that no one is around
But, suddenly a door will open
You cross your fingers and start hoping.

Will they be cooperative?
Sign and date your narrative?
Vote by mail and registrations
Support your cause, no hesitations?

Surprisingly they sign the form
They reach out now…to touch your arm
They thank you for your dedication
The work you do to save our nation.

When they agree to volunteer
Can’t help yourself, you’re brought to tears
Your faith in humanity … restored
You want to knock on every door.

You fill out forms, you pass out cards
Getting pledges is not so hard.
You verify their cell phone number
It starts to rain, you hear the thunder.

The temperature, so blistering hot
A few more doors you need to knock
You have to tell them all the facts
Though sweat is running down your back.

Time to go, it’s time to sleep
Rest those tired and weary feet.
The rain comes down, though soaking wet
This was a day you won’t forget.

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Image from Google Images: twitter.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories and songs.

11 thoughts on “A KNOCK ON THE DOOR”

    1. Thank you so much, Stacey! I greatly appreciate you taking the time to read my poem and for commenting. We have a great team at the DEC. You and Sanjay have been an inspiration to us all! 💙

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  3. I have canvassed my neighborhood and did ok. Also approaching friendly people out and about have lead to good conversations and understanding at what is at stake. I even talked a good friend, a life long Rep who switched to Indep to switch to Dems! Doctors offices is a great place to network. Doing my best. Even got a commitment from some in Tampa area to attend todays rally at Robarts…medical issues stop me from any hardcore protesting.

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  4. Door to door is difficult work and I don’t envy those that do so. The hard part, besides the weather, is there is not always a smiling face on the other side of the door. Great poem, Patty.

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  5. Thank you so much! Yes, that’s true….not all are happy to see an unfamiliar face at the door. But, once they realize why you’re there,
    they’re happy to know that they’re not alone. Knocking on dems doors… making sure they’re registered to vote and offering “vote by mail” registration. Hope you have a wonderful day! Thanks for taking the time to read my posts!!!! 💙 🌊 💙

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