Window Shopping

I am a store with glass windows,
You look inside and you can see little parts of me.
You smile as you open the door,
But inside there is so much more.
You check your pockets and you cannot afford,
The priceless things inside of this store.
Fun to look at but not worth the price,
You turn around and walk outside.
Every walk around the block is a reminder,
Of the merchandise you missed out on.

The store with glass windows will soon be gone.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

just when he decides it is time to go in, there will be an "out of business" sign.
really like the metaphor here, and how you carried it through to fruition.
j.