On the Other Side of the Window Glass

On the Other Side of the Window Glass

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(sign of the times)

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smudges on clear glass
tiny hands and little lips
kisses for nanny

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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My daughter doesn't have a grandmother or a grandfather. They were all long gone before she arrived. But I can see how this would be trying to those not able to hug their grandchildren. I can't hug mine either but they are over two thousand miles away. We only get to chat on the phone now and then. At least after this situation is resolved, hopefully, we'll all still have each other.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Fabian. I am fortunate as my grandchildren are all in the vicinity. Two of them live with .. read more



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Well said.
Little details are the reality.


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Jon for your visit. I hope you are OK. Keep safe. All good wishes.

Chris
Covid here, Covid there, Covid everywhere. You can't escape it. What makes this one so precious and so tragic is that it probably happened.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Yes John it did happen, and although it may appear sad, for me it was a little bit of joy amid a lot.. read more
aw, this is precious...
and sad...that the kisses can't be in person...
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

It was certainly a precious moment Jacob and the smudges remain. I haven't got the heart to wipe the.. read more
Very touchy. I learned what life is and how to lead life with humanity from my nanny.

Nicely expressed.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

So did I Jimmy. I was fortunate enough to have both the mothers of my parents around for many of my .. read more
My daughter doesn't have a grandmother or a grandfather. They were all long gone before she arrived. But I can see how this would be trying to those not able to hug their grandchildren. I can't hug mine either but they are over two thousand miles away. We only get to chat on the phone now and then. At least after this situation is resolved, hopefully, we'll all still have each other.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Fabian. I am fortunate as my grandchildren are all in the vicinity. Two of them live with .. read more
You're going for the heartstrings with this one Chris, making cynical old me all overcome with emulsion and wonderiing why my glass eye is leaking.
Both beautiful and sad, for those hearts locked on each side of the glass.


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Lorry and yes it was a precious moment. Hands held to the window as well as kisses. Lots o.. read more
Lorry

4 Years Ago

Staying as sane as can be expected... Ibble, wibble, bloop 😀
Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Yep you've flipped. Same as me :))
cute and sad.............nanny

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Dave. It is certainly a sorry state of affairs, but actually seeing this little fellow, li.. read more
Dave Brown

4 Years Ago

spray paint with clear varnish
Aww, it's hard for people right now to visit one another. I can do window visits with my grandma and it just tears us both apart. I want to hug her so bad.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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