The time came for the move.
And I moved.
The upgrade was made from the small studio
To the spacious one-bedroom as apartments go.

I now have before me the worst part of the move in the unpack,
And I discover at the same time what may be the best
Amenity of this new place.

There’s a grand window looking out to the south
Over the rows of parked tenant's cars and beyond.
Not far beyond, mind you, but enough to make one addicted.

Addicted to the window.
I’m addicted to my window and all its goings-on.
My boxes, well, they just simply wait
And look on.