A wall of Jacobean era lattice-windows
line my dorm room - my private eyes.
How many freshmen have watched
the gilt harvest moon from this seat?
I keep them open, for cool breezes,
and the comforting the sounds of life,
in overworked, needy moments.
Nov 9, 2021
Nov 9, 2021 at 9:41 AM UTC
A wall of Jacobean era lattice-windows
line my dorm room - my private eyes.
How many freshmen have watched
the gilt harvest moon from this seat?
I keep them open, for cool breezes,
and the comforting the sounds of life,
in overworked, needy moments.
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