THE WINDOW

The Window is where stood
while the rain poured out like tears,
at one time the sky was beautiful
like the ocean blue,

But that was some time ago
way before my life became cold,
what a wonderful thing the beauty
of the light was to my eyes,

But with time everything lost its beauty
I have learned just to look out my window
just to feel safe,
life isn’t what it used to be.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1986
The Queen of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery