One window is all I need,
To see the sun or the pouring rain.
To view the good or the very bad,
All through the same windowpane.
I have to choose what I will see,
Ominous clouds, or the silver lining,
The rain can be helping plants and trees,
Or it could be the sky is crying.
Each morning I wake up,
I stare out the window,
To see the sun, the rain,
Cruel old frost or a pretty ice show.
Thank you for sharing with your readers what you see from your own personal window on the world. Very nice, Starr. Kindest regards, Sandra
nice discription of one window, which is all needed to see good or bad.
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I would like to translate this poem
A window to your life. yeah..sometimes a window is all that we need! Preets