I stare out the window
And watch
As the trees, sky, clouds
Go passing by
And I long so much
To sit
Out underneath the wide,
Never ending sky
To let the white,
Jet puffed marshmallow clouds
Drift over my head
At their own pace
The fresh air
Gently sweeping over the area
Blowing through my hair
Like a wild mustang
When it runs
The pictures I take
Don’t come close
To capturing the real beauty
But it’s better than nothing
As I sit here in the backseat
With my family
And even though I am similar
I am completely different
So for now, I just ride
Thoughts fly free
Inside my head
The open spaces I see
Are just through the window.