From my window
I see parked cars
Silent playgrounds
And a deserted park
A lone cyclist
Winds down the empty street
A siren wails in the distance
And all is quiet once more
From my window
I see shuttered doors
Eyes peer nervously
Through tattered curtains
A lone dove
Glides by gracefully
A siren wails in the distance
And all is quiet once more
From my window
I hear cries
Frustrated children
Beg and plead to run
A lone airplane
Buzzes far ahead
A siren wails in the distance
And all is quiet once more
About the Creator
Shannyblues
Freelance writer and musician trying to become my best self, travel to all the places, see all the bands and drink enough water.
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