How many have windows to the world?
How many get to see views unfurled?
Many wait for doors to be opened or knocked-
Do they bother why their windows are locked?
What doors can't, won't, & don't, windows do-
But, how'll those who don't value have a clue?
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Windows have whole new worlds behind...
We need the eyes to see & perhaps find.
Are these windows to new worlds out there?
Or are they windows with the worlds we care?
Thanks to the window I unravel secrets with glee
The window opened the door & way to reach me.
Earlier I was never sure if I could ever do this-
Now I do know there are windows to bliss!
Linking with Friday Writings- You Did It!
What do windows mean to you?
Nice job! I enjoyed your poem. It made me think of what an instructor asked at a writing conference in Columbus Ohio years ago. She said "Are your windows open or closed?"
ReplyDeleteWe don't always know they are there, but what a joy it is to discover those windows.
ReplyDeleteVery nice poem.
ReplyDeleteBe on your toes, the world is waiting just for you.
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What joys can be found by looking out the window. Well done, Anita!
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