Remember those old screen doors,
those made of wood with fancy corner  design?
No cool air conditioning then,
yet a fan and screen door seemed oh!  so fine ...

The screen door kept out pesky flies
but squeaked open to welcome friends of mine...
and sometimes strangers,
or traveling salesmen trying hard to earn a dime...

Remember the small steel hook 
used to latch the door but rarely used anytime?
And if the door spring broke,
the door flew wide...  time out to fix and realign...

Old dog would sprawl
to nap right in the way, at the door's front line;
pet cat thought the screen door to be
her scratching post
And oh! How Mom would whine!

"Don't slam the door!"  Mom always called.
I never learned;  Slam! it went every time.
Old screen-door scenes beckon language memories
for which I often pine.

Author Betty Kossick

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