window poem
window poem
Looking out a window
in the house of a friend
To see an everyday view
I visit in daydreams
I turn green like spring-summer grass
When facing concrete sidewalks
Coffee shops
Stop lights and crosswalks
Bicycles, laughter, friendly faces
That for so long haven’t belonged to me
A song plays over the public radio
That I have sung solemnly only to myself
A stranger in a world that is so familiar
For years desired
The smaller details of growing up
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