tagNon-Erotic PoetryOut the Window

Out the Window


Unsettled wind
blows through my mind
stirring dried leaves
of memories.

Dark clouds hang low.
There's rain in that sky.
I'll make a cup of tea,
pull a blanket around me.

Rain in the morning,
snow by nightfall.
Unsettled days,
restless nights.

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