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The Window

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Her world
behind the window
cracked and rotted wood
falling flakes of paint

curtain not of any colour
greyish hue
old, no longer pretty
need replacing

her world
behind the window
peering out to the garden
sliding her hand along the grimy glass

that she was once able to see through
clearly, but now cannot

how is her mind
behind the window
casting her eyes on weeds
below that need
removing for they old

no longer cared for

and she asks herself …. why don’t they come to visit anymore

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Author: ramblingsfromamum

Writing is as natural to me as breathing. I shall never cease walking the path to find the writer within. I hope that you walk beside me on my journey of self discovery. I am the Author of The Empty Nest - A Mother's Hidden Grief (E Pub) through Amazon & Lulu. Born under the star sign of Cancer ~ 19th July Thank you for stopping by. Jenny - Melbourne Australia

3 thoughts on “The Window

  1. Wonderful imagery and strong metaphor in this.

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