My older one suggested “windows” as the writing prompt for tonight’s post. So here I am, sitting in the hotel lobby at 11pm, hoping the internet connection won’t disappoint me like many other human connections. Happy Reading!
Blinking the tears away
I hold the gaze
Letting you in
Unveiling my soul.
Mornings are beautiful
But have you observed the evenings?
When birds are flying higher
Backed with hues of purple, orange, and green.
Mornings are beautiful
But have you noticed,
We open them in the night too,
Quietly,
Letting go of what was
And letting in,
what can be.
Words
Sentences
Hidden messages
I write them all
The window is always open
Only a few try to read.

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