Out My Window

Out my window, I see so far, I see people, birds, trees and grass, I see flowers, colours and vast sky, So many things to see, and admire. I see a hope, new morning brings, I feel the comfort of the breeze, I stare at the growing glow of Sun, And I close this window on the wall. I open the window of my heart, To let the feelings and desires flow, And I carve them, and I shape them, In a poetic way, beside my window.