I  stand at the window.
I sit on the park bench.
I stop at the school gates
Watch the Children play.

Boys and girls interacting,
Unaware of their
Enchantment.
I hear
The sounds of their talk and play,
Their laughter and screams,
Their energy...
They're all little moonbeams.

I want to join them in their play.
Some notice me and I smile.
Curiously, some smile back.
But wait!
This could be misconstrued!

I walk away from the window.
Get up from the park bench.
Walk away from the school.