The open Window

like this one. About seeing everything in life, good or bad.

 

The Open Window

 

People always look out

And never in

 

They see the birds

And the trees

 

And the flowers

And the bees

 

And all the bright colors

Of the rainbow

 

But do they ever see

What their looking through?

 

An open window

And what is around the open window

 

The dark picture on the wall

 The dim lighting in the room

 

The other people around them,

Who see all of the gloom

 

Maybe there is more

Than just an open window

 

Reviews

[Bluedaizy]

I really enjoyed this poem. I liked the imagery from bright to dark. Do people "always" look out and "never" in, though? It seems to me that you are "people" and that's just what you have done in this poem, beautifully. Good work!