The green house with tinted windows

' children are sheltered and as they grow become wiser , with time they become their own person.

Shall we dance in the narrow passage?

Waltz to our hearts content?

Lets pretend birds dont have feathers ,that they
fly but dont have wings

Lets sit on the seat by the window look out and smell the trees .

Feel the grass between our toes and the gentle patter of falling leaves.

Lets watch the years passing by us like the second hand as it ticks.

Vow to listen to the rhythem of our own music,
While we dance to their irelevent beat

We will wait patiently in the confines of our years
Soon, wisdom will unlock the secrets it keeps.

But for now we wait paitently ,in the green house with tinted windows .