The window of my empty classroomA Poem by theopenbookthe scene outside is the way we see it:)The window of my empty classroom The sun’s finest rays land On my face and my eyes twinkle The sunlight forms a chandelier grand And welcomes me to the sky. My classroom window Is not big, yet manages to encompass me When the sun let’s out his glow To warm me And when the sun has to hide Beneath the dark clouds of dull rain The window seems to smile and glide As if welcoming the cool touch of the cloud’s caress. I love my classroom when empty Because then I am free to look outside the scene Of normality and simplicity And embrace the world like it isn’t. © 2011 theopenbookAuthor's Note
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Added on July 24, 2011Last Updated on July 24, 2011 AuthortheopenbookDelhi, Delhi, IndiaAbouti just love books because they help me to fight my loneliness:) more..Writing
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