Behind the window,
a story would unfold.
Life would be lived with
love and laughter,
sorrow and tears,
sewing for pleasure,
learning dance steps for leisure
hurry to work or off to class
vacation plans or
dreams of retirement
all swirled through life’s ups and downs.
There will always be a story
behind the window.
“Strange things blow in through my window on the wings
of the night wind and I don’t worry about my destiny,”
~ Carl Sandburg
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