Windows

 

 

 

 

Windows

 

 

Windows only let us see

What doorways block from view

It doesn’t matter much to me

If what I see is you

 

Shutters locked to fend the cold

As winter winds now chill

Memories you can’t unfold

In knots to try your will

 

Teddy bears and butterflies

Upon your table sit

Beauty framed in sorrowed sighs

In moments felt to quit

 

Loneliness it seems your friend

Perhaps it just might be

Though if the darkness does offend

I hope you think of me

 

And if the frosted panes incite

Clouded thoughts to flow

And daylight brings the darkest nights

I just want you to know

 

Windows only let us see

What doorways block from view

It doesn’t matter much to me

If what I see is you

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Kylie]

Extremely relatable Jack. A lovely write from you.

[Jack...]

Thank you Kylie for your kind words.

[Kellyrose]

A lovely poem Jack. If what I see is you - such a wonderful line in the poem

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Kelly. I appreciate your time today.

[Kellyrose]

It is a joy to read your poetry

[Shaun Payton]

I was not looking in any windows if anyone ask hehe Now for the poem, Id say on when lonely becomes a window, I think of certain people, basically you are right, perception can obscure the best of things, love is healing and comforting. Thats my take Jack, well done sir.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Shaun. This was written for a very dear friend of mine during a dark period in her life. I appreciate your kindness.

[Shaun Payton]

I know such darkness, it follows me but friends do wonders Jack:)

[Sami Khalil]

First I love the poem and then that pic of the window with a small heart. And then the roses growing beneath. You are so right Jack for those doors and windows are only superficial when it comes to lovers . I like the line of : " Beauty framed in sorrowed sighs...Very cool...:)...................

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Sami. I appreciate your kindness.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:).................

[Pryde Foltz]

Windows only let us see
What doorways block from view
It doesn’t matter much to me
If what I see is you

Splendid verse, Jack. What makes it all worth it is that we are in it together.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Pryde for everything.