At my window
What do I see at my window?
I see birds playing and singing,
I see flowers trying not to wither,
I see you passing by every day.
And guess for whom do I look at
the window each and every day?
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
What do I see at my window?
I see birds playing and singing,
I see flowers trying not to wither,
I see you passing by every day.
And guess for whom do I look at
the window each and every day?