Looking Back
When you look back at when those pictures were taken, it seems they were just a window of
Time.
doesn't care about friends or
Connecting.
with others is usually
Temporary.
things should not be missed
Treated.
by sweets, buts it's time to move
On.
the day we meet and the day we leave doesn´t
Matter.
of fact, each window is glass because we see right through
It.
is full of people, places and things but keep in mind that this house is
Full.
Lee stocked with windows of time.
This poem is about:
My community
Our world