
Another world just beyond the glass and small pieces of metal,
Maybe to keep other out,
Maybe designed to trap in,
Colors beyond a person’s dreams displayed for all to see.
Wooden fingertips reach towards a fireball above as little one’s dance at mini homes that they claim as their own,
Faceless dancers bow low when the earth blows dry kisses,
All this hides within my mind just out the window.
Mother Nature puts on a nonstop show,
Also gives those who stop to watch a wonderment that they carry for days,
All from just out the window that they stare out everyday
About the Creator
KD Meyer
I live a simple life in South Georgia. I am a storyteller, a truth-seeker, a person who ponders everything. & curious about what makes others tick in general. This reflects in all my writings. https://www.facebook.com/kdstorm


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