As I sit in the sill,
I watch the world pass by.
The cars pass in a hurry
not taking in the scenery.
As I sit in the sill,
I watch the world pass by,
The people just strolling by,
ignorant to the beauty of life.
As I sit on the sill,
I watch the world pass by,
Nature turns from Spring to Summer
Summer to Fall.
And suddenly we Fall into Winter,
People and time pass by ignorant,
Oblivious to me in the sill,
Just sitting and watching,
Waiting for someone to notice me.
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Poems of my Present
PoetryJust poems that I've written, most are dark and depressing so beware your entry into my mind and feelings.
