You never think about windows when you have the option to go outside. But lately, windows are all some people have. This pandemic has everyone trapped, and inside each window is a different view.

Spring is coming bright and new
So how come people seem so blue?
The air smells warm and almost sweeter,
But this crazy world just seems to teeter.

On a normal year we'd all make plans,
On a normal year the trees would dance.

Thanksgiving is here, here at last This crazy year has not gone fast But when I ponder, stop, and think This year really didn't stink Time with family, lots of love This slow of time was a gift from above I'm thankful for my loved ones and thankful f