My Window

In the middle of my plain white wall There is a plain white window And next to my plain white window Is where I sit in a plain white dress On a plain white chair And every morning the sun rises And every evening the sun sets I see them all from my window They are very pretty With many colors And then one day A man stops by my window He calls to me as I sit In my plain white dress On my plain white chair He calls to me to tell me of the world That I may come and join him But I have seen the troubles of the world All beyond my window And I say to him I'd rather stay And sit here by my window Where troubles cannot reach me He smiles a sweet sad smile as he walks away Though the next day he is back again And he talks to me of grass Of green lush grass that is soft enough to walk on barefoot I tell him of the glass that is hidden among the blades He just smiles a sweet sad smile as he walks away And back again he comes To tell me of the ocean and sandy beaches With white sand so pure you can lay naked upon it I shake my head and tell of the pirates That come to kidnap young and pretty girls He smiles his sweet sad smile as he walks away The next day he walks softly to my window And he tells me of a garden untouched by men Where flowers are the size of children And blooms reach to the heavens He tells me of the grass that hides no glass Of a sky that is of the brightest blue And a stream that is so pure you can Be unwary of drinking from it He talks of fish and birds of indescribable beauty All this he tells me is mine I must only leave my window and I may see it I shake my head sadly as I tell him I am afraid the world holds too much danger For even if there were such a place What misfortunes may befall me On my way to this so called garden He smiles a very sad smile and as he walks away He says that paradise belongs to those who Take risks and battle hardships to reach it These are the words I remember as I watch the sun set And the next day when he comes To my plain white window He will see me missing in my plain white dress On an empty plain white chair For I have gone to walk on glass and battle pirates On my way to paradises garden