WISTFUL

Wistful from a window watching

a tot of four or maybe three years

a little boy through transom gazed

descried trees and flowers

(sashaying with the breeze)

espied nonchalant strangers

(casual laughs on sidewalks

carefree as a gentle breeze)

each window pane refracting

external realities of life

random raindrops aimlessly

splashing upon window panes

his mind jumbled with fantasies

unknown fears dancing there

lost lonely abandonment felt

alone apart from the whole

on the outside looking in

wistful from a window watching.

 

 

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