Knock Knock

“Knock knock.”
“who’s there?”
“Me!”
“Who’s me?”
“You’re you!”

We might be the last generation to get this joke!

*With no door knock, my knuckles never chuckle…
The anticipation of a cousin’s call, with no knock echo through the hall…
With no knock on the door, the stories we never share…
With doors never seeing a neighbour, the badminton shuttles stayed in forever…
With no stranger to wait for, we no longer rush to the door for…
With no doorbells singing, we have no surprise greeting…
The fascination at doorstep with gift wrapped boxes, killed today by one time passwords…
The simple knock that unlocked the rooms,
hidden behind today’s text chat doors…

Knock knock, who’s there!
Our hi hello stories, locked out and unseen by air!*