The Long Hall

Happiness has found me
At the end of this long hall
That is my life.
So many doors
To closets and rooms.
So many dead ends
And empty spaces.
I’ve struggled
To get this far
And never expected
Anything else.
But now the path
Is suddenly easier.
And there is joy
Behind each door.
I could turn around
And look back
At the long hall
But I won’t
Ever
Again.