Ode to a window pane
jelously
covered in frozen rain
just a window
but so much more
to the outside
it's a door
Fingers pressed against glass
and
you know
with the sunshine
comes the snow
window, window
in front of my face
can you take me anyplace?
window, window
do you see
beyond the wind
and the rustling leaves?
Why does the rain
tap on the window
when you can't feel it?
Why will it remind you of
the dew drops dancing on the grass blades in early spring,
of August's ocean breeze spraying saltwater in your hair,
Somewhere in my past
a sunny snow day haunts me
the serenity
Feels too cliche
to enjoy
I remember the glances out of the window
on a day that finally feels like spring
because winter can be long and dark
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