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Matthew Brian Montalbo
Poems
Mar 2017
A Closed Window
I lay down in my bed
thinking of what I have done
confined in these four walls
without a taste of the sun
Too often in my day
have I indulged in my past
of the times I lived life
of the times I thought would last
The bliss I once enjoyed
too often do I recall
The comfort I once felt
Alas! Summer turned to Fall
As the days grow longer
As the darkness takes the light
I grow all the more dread
as it slowly blinds my sight
I look out my window
in this dark and gleam-less night
what I see thereafter
was a glimmer shining bright
All my days recalling!
All those times I felt dismayed!
I've done not to stop time.
The world continued to blaze
*And now I see clearly
In yesterday I have stayed
that life will pass you by
no matter the path you take
Upon a closed window
I had laid my eyes upon
unaware a door opened
While my past, I dwelled on
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