I stare at the window,
And wonder.
What a big world is out there.
Without a roof over my head,
Something to lay on.
A comfortable bed.
Shelter from the wind,
From a storm, away from the rain.
Dripping dropping splittering spattering.
A constant:
Sound.
Reminder.
Thought.
I remember how safe it is inside my house,
Looking out the window.
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Safe and sound (My poetry)
PoetryHey everyone. This is just another book filled with my poems. Feel free to point out mistakes. If you don't like it, don't read it. Please vote and comment. Don't be a silent reader, tell me what you think. If you would like to send any covers or ba...
