Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Windows

SOURCE

From my window
I see yours
With the blinds partly closed
I could tell by that little light
And the occasional shadows
When you stand beside it

I made a career out of sitting
beside this window
and counting the minutes
from the time you open them
to the moment you come out
to say hi

for a time it was shut
there were no shadows
only sounds
of laughter
and sometimes silence

now it is mostly just silence
and no more blinds
and I could count the minutes
from the time you open them
to the moment you come out

but you no longer say hi