Window Pain

Photo by Emre Can Acer on

Blindly peeking through panes
of houses aligned;
in search of your losses and founds you might find.
They have what is theirs
and what’s yours is your own;
not so great and not grand,
still a place to call home.

The meaning you seek
is the value within;
untucked behind curtains and walls paper thin.
The gold in their grout
and the rich in their rocks,
should not be compared
to the holes in your socks.

The you that you are
is a blessing disguised,
so see what you have
without peeking inside.

Published by notapeepbutlotsofpaper

A silent voice with lots to say. I speak with pens to stay away.

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