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The Window

By Wendy Shepard-Kalan

I wish there were a window I could step through
In the mist of the dawn
that would lead me to you
From my front lawn
I would run To see your face
In some new magical place
We would laugh and talk
Holding hands while we walk
Time wouldn't care
When we had so much to share
A place of wonder with colors so bright
Dressed in a mystical light

The window when I needed sleep
Would stay open just for me
This secret I would keep
The window only I could see
When my work was done
When I needed you
In the morning sun
I would step through

The past doesn't fade
In this place of delight
Where we have played
And Everything's right
When I close my eyes
I see the window I could step through
In the mist of the dawn
That would lead me to you
From my front lawn

12/3/11 Wendy Shepard-Kalan


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