Poetry / Out My Window
Out my window I see:
Snow falling on the ground;
Men and women slowly parting;
Leaves turning from green to read
and then turning to dust.
Out my window I see:
Homes being built and
babies being born;
Families coming together
and being torn apart;
A kiss, a hug, a shreik,
a cry, a squeel, a laugh.
Out my window I see:
EVERYTHING.
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Hmmm.. First off, “Out my Window” seems a bit awkward when I read it to myself.. Maybe did you mean “Outside of my Window”? And, there are a couple mispellings you might want to fix.
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