Window Pain

The soggy sky cascades its whirling woe and dyes my view with shades of stormy mass. Despite the rabid wind's relentless flow, I wait for you behind this clouded glass. My older siblings do not seem to care; their hearts lie firmly locked in worldly lust. Remote controls and tools for tattered hair, they wield with skillful hands; but wait I must. You kissed me on my brow before you left; I still remember what you said to me: "Take care my little one and still your breath. I'll be back soon; just wait here patiently." Oh hurry home; your presence keeps me sane! I can't see past this wretched window pain!