The World Outside My Window

I look out my window with timeless clouds passing by. I see a tree full of birds that sing and freely fly. World is fighting an enemy,spinning round and round. Life is fragile like a bird egg fallen to the ground. World look out their windows asking:Will this ever end?!! Thinking of precious moments with family and a friend… Sitting in a park watching sun kiss the day goodbye, Swimming in the sea and building castles to the sky. Chatting over coffee;giggling about whatever. Going for a long walk in any kind of weather. Wiping tears of a student who fell and bumped their head. A story filled with dragon secrets a teacher read. Kicking a football towards an empty blue, blue sky. Chasing butterfly moments not knowing reasons why. Grandma visits and gives 1000 hugs or more. Beach picnics:ocean waves that sing a lullaby roar. Going to a store to spend some money and some time. Watching planes zoom through skies like a perfect travelling rhyme. Angels working hard through many days and nights. Trying to battle through all the wrongs and the rights. Never take for granted each whisper, a smile or tear. Moments turn to memories like a gift to hold dear. Our world spinning round and round will never be the same; But politicians will keep playing the same old game. Eyes have opened wide staring out at the empty street. Again,to be filled with tiny and big dancing feet. Hearts are heavy losing souls taken too soon. Day to night healing will come like the light of the moon. We stop and we wrap our arms around the question:“Why?” We look outside our windows as days are passing by. We look out our window and wonder when this will end. We stare at the pink sky without a loved one or a friend. One day we will hear a “Knock, Knock” on our door and a smile will fill our face with pleasure. The whole world is waking and shaking up as we fight this fight on this earth together. World is fighting an enemy. Spinning round and round. Life is fragile like a bird egg fallen to the ground. I look out my window with timeless clouds passing by. I see a tree full of birds that sing and freely fly.