Windows Poem by Paul backhouse
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Windows
I wait by the window
crying the nights away
wanting to love
with this frail heart of mine
it slowly aches while winter blows
where the warmth should be
i wait by the window
crying the days of a cold
winter night
no candles will warm the cold
no lights this abyss of winter
is an old friend
it says these walls
will be the cold winter
Monday, June 22, 2009
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