Through the window
You’re looking through my window,
Would like to see,
What it is to live,
As someone who is different.
Come in!
Make yourself at home,
Yeah! It’s different,
Even peculiar at times.
But have a cuppa,
It won’t take much time,
You looked through my window.
That makes you curious about who I am.
Let me share of my passions
And you do the same,
Sure we look different,
I bet we’re alike too!
Thank you! A listening ear,
In this moment in time,
If you come again,
Please enter through the door.
(The eyes are the window to the soul) Copyright (c) April 2011
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