i see her everyday on my way to work
she is there by the wide window of
an old house near the road where i used
to come and go
silver hair in a neat bun
tired wrinkled hands
and chinky eyes that were always
staring at a distance
as if waiting for something
or someone?
and so it goes day by day
she sits by her window with her lonely gaze
i wonder what thoughts are in her tiny head
was she happy in her younger years
or did she loathe life's miseries
were there dreams she still dream or
was she resigned to her fate
were there questions left that haunt her still
is she waiting for the answers?
i will never know
the last time i looked
the window was empty
she sits there no more.
We all find ourselves wondering about that woman in the window..... I really enjoyed the write tho :)
Life is a mystery. The old woman was once vivacious like us. Great write
Life is a mystery. The old woman was once vivacious like us. Great write
I liked this poem very much...congrats on its being chosen as poem of the day...watching and waiting...sometimes it is the only option left...
Sometimes life becomes so painful that death remains the only relief, but this is true for a old human. You flt her absence and wrote this nice poem.
I like to think perhaps she has found what she had been searching for. The old woman behind the window is caged. Her spirit now free. Nice write, thought provoking.
I love this wonderful poem! Such a story it tells, but yet the ending to be left to the readers discretion. So nicely done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
These things you notice are the things that you think about, off and on, in your life. You may find it will have a deeper meaning for your life to come. A lovely poem eloida..one that makes you stop and picture the empty window with a little saddnesss. I had an experience with an elderly couple when I was a very small girl. I have written about that..and still think of it today. I will post it if I can. Regards...Sharon.