Window Poem by Mark R Slaughter
Window
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Wither destination, lonely crowd?
If I could only reach to ask -
Not that I could breach the glass.
Down upon the street they’re marching proud!
Only they know why and wither where.
Window let’s me see but I don't hear.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
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4/17/2024 7:42:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Your window of soul is opening............thoughts are percolating..........and you have written wondeful acrostic.........10+++........