Staring out through the window, watching the world
go by, oh, my. People taking their dogs for a walk
Children playing in the street. Shoppers carrying
heavy bags. The old man across the road mowing
his lawn, wandering if it will take him until dawn.
I see plenty of life through my window and it
beats watching TV. But the best time I like is
when the sun shines bright, giving me plenty
more to see.
Poems By ken makepeace 