THE ONE BY THE WINDOWSIDE

There she is by the windowside;
Bounding her arms tightly on it staring outside
Not for any probable reason
Just to listen to the chirping birds..the dawning sun...- the nature's gifts

There she is by the windowside
From the day I've known her
I do wonder in my burry-hurry whats worth it..
For others, she's a flying bird
For her,she's a caged bird; yet never willing to backdown
Determined to fly one day down

There she's is by the windowside
Lonely but not alone
Whispering something to self
Laughing as if someone to listen to and chatter with
I do wonder whats worth it...
FOR NONE KNOWS WHO YOU ARE....
UNTIL THEY ARE YOU....♡