Theresa Edwards Poet Quatrain

Looking Out My Bedroom Window

Looking Out My Bedroom Window

When I was young I dreamt of places to go.
I looked out my window.
I could swing or slide, 
Or climb the Mimoso

How will I go?
I looked out my window.
I could walk or ride my bike,
Or take a limo. 

Where will I go?
I looked out my window.
I could stay inside,
Or follow where the rivers flow.

Now I must go.
I looked out my window.
I will do as I like,
My dreams will follow.

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Linda-Marie Sweetheart April 17, 2011 at 6:33 PM Welcome to Poetry Soup.. so enjoyed reading your cleverly creative poetry tonight.. hope your time on P.S. will be fun and filled with sharing with luv..

Rauwolfia Ra April 17, 2011 at 12:21 AM I like the last line especially "My dreams will follow." and your title it very alluring, who wouldn't be curious, wonder what you see out of that window, and of course, read the poem.