My Window

September 22, 2016

My top floor window

A narrow view

It lets me see the sky so blue


A wave of clouds

Way up high

A hundred miles up in the sky


Lined up chimney’s

Atop each roof

Pigeons sitting all aloof


Just two tree tops

Quite far away

Dark green leaves gently sway


A single pylon

Brings power to me

The power that I need to see


Fourteen windows

All curtain clad

They make a house look very sad


Garden sheds

Just three to see

Never much activity


A single Magpie

He seems obsessed

Perhaps he’s looking for a nest


Now you can see

Not much to say

It doesn’t differ much each day


One thing missing

Missing from view

Oh yes my friend, that thing is you




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