The Window

Through the window
I see the night sky above
Prop my head on my desk
Look at my star once again
That  hang on my night sky
If it's still bright as always
So that I can feel calm

Through the window
I see beautiful flowers
In front of my house
If it's already in bloom
So that I can run outside
To smell it and pick it
Put it in vase on my desk
So I can keep an eye on it

Through the window
I can see the rain outside
Look at them flow down on glass
One by one gather to make a stream
Tell me to bring an umbrella
When I want to see you
Who is standing outside

Through the window
I can see what's going on there
Though still don't know the true
But I can see the half of them
I can take a simple conclusion
Does it show good or bad
So I can define what to do
Before I walk outside the door


5 September 2016