Second Story Window

Second Story Window

A Poem by Tenten

 

 
I know the view from this second story window
As winter moves to spring
Summer gives to fall
The trees spinning green
Soon to be set by looks of flame
Barren gray arms reaching
To the passerby’s on gravel paths
Little white stones and green grass
How the scene gives in to red houses and
An area of homes to the unknown
Flowing into the empty hills risen above roof tops
I know the rest of town sits beneath
The second story view of a broken window
I've grown fond of this seat
 

© 2008 Tenten


Author's Note

Tenten
Cp. 9:23AM Wed 08/20/08 NM fine, I�ll miss this site, red hurting, on the bed, final thoughts, at Prides (Written, Sylph)

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Added on October 23, 2008

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Tenten
Tenten

Alamosa, CO



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