Thinking of parks, gardens, and yards..
Not a single minute of wonder
Not even a street to wander
Sitting in silence at home,
Not even a window to look out of
Not a single door to open
Imprisoned in the darkest place
a person can dream of
Just wishing I could have a glimpse,
of what the world looks like
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 7:22 PM UTC