I open it a hundred times To find something new Yet there exists nothing added I fasten it freely to look if The light inside lit, but cold It encloses to dark again Owing to my givings Now I neither open nor Close it, I let it placid Delicious. Welcome to the day 29 of #YoMeWriMo or the YourQuote Metaphor Writing Month i.e December. Elaborate on this #Metaphor. My try in the comments. What about you? #HeartRefrigerator #extendedmetaphor #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
