Windows
the windows of her soul
the ones smudged
from people peering in
have clouds passing by them
the windows of her soul
the ones boarded up
when people wander past
have cracks in the glass
the windows of her soul
the ones painted
in a black that peels
are tightly sealed
Copyright © Robin Sexton | Year Posted 2020
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