Looking Outside
Looking out my window
I see someone there
Its a male figure
His back is towards me
Staring at him a while
I wonder why he is there
He turns head to the right
Then turns head to the left
Changes to face straight ahead
To change and stare back
From where he came
As I watch him behind glass
I wonder who he is waiting for
Is it me? He is searching for?
A small voice speaks to me
"Turn around see the window"
"It is me your looking for?"
Copyright © Darlene De Beaulieu | Year Posted 2023
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