I often sit by the window,
Gazing,
At the  limitless sky.
Awaiting,
The weary travelers across space and time.

The warmth of the sun at daytime
And the hues of crimson before bedtime
I thank you both, for the brief sojourn,
And wish you had prolonged your stay.
But,
What good would it bring..
When I'm soaked soddened from inside.

I often sit by the window,
Gazing,
At the  limitless sky.
Awaiting,
The weary travelers across space and time.