Hour Four: Magic Windows

by willjxn

on a wall in every room,

windows where we look to groom.

magic windows to our view—

little Miss, and Grandpa too.

 

magic windows to our view—

see the people me and you.

see them mimic everything—

every sway, every swing.

 

see them mimic everything—

smile to smile, these windowling.

room by room their backgrounds change.

yes, it seems so very strange.

 

room by room their backgrounds change.

yet, we only rearrange—

little Miss, and Grandpa too.

magic windows to our view.