June 12, 2021
THE OTHER SIDE
OF THE WINDOW
For years she loved to grab a pillow
and just sit there looking out the window.
She would watch people coming down
the street – heading home – after work.
She let her imagination tell the story
of each person’s day – their mysteries.
Till finally she sat back – grabbed her
notepad and write the novel of her life.
and just sit there looking out the window.
the street – heading home – after work.
of each person’s day – their mysteries.
notepad and write the novel of her life.
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2021
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