The View Poem by Silvia Lopez

The View



I stare through the window up the hill.

I stare, do you see me looking through that window sill?

did you see me staring after you,

as you walked away?

leaving me staring through that broken window

staring the day away,

always staring always will

through the window and up the hill.

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