Through the arched window
I see a couple crossing
The road of intensity
No pleasant walk night here
Through that lofty window
Men are thinning the tree
I don’t know why
I wish I did though
Through this broad window
I can view four homes
Sheltering good families
Our neighbours and friends
Through the part-frosted window
I admire binds in flight
Not destined for the south
They wish to stay here
Through that wood-framed window
I am blocked from the air
I hear leaves are rustling
And people in a chatter
Through this divided window
I see its symmetry
A clear design of balance
A bravo and jay-ho
Source: http://thewalkingmonk.blogspot.com/2020/11/thursday-november-5th-2020.html
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