My window to the world

Sitting here in quiet
by my window to the world
I’m high enough too watch
things down below unfurled

It’s peaceful here, cathartic
so with pen my words they flow
and occasionally I’ll take a look
outside my world window

Sometimes there will be a car
more often someone walking
single or together though
it’s hard to hear the talking

I do hear sounds of traffic
and the birdsong on the line
from the telegraph across the way
to border on sublime

All this adds to inspiration
which I get from sitting here
by my window to the world with
the world song loud and clear

©Jemverse

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