Wishes through the window pane

Sometimes I wish, when I gaze out my window.

I wish for a world where people would love each other,

care for one another,

and see beauty instead of pain.

Through my window pane I see many faces,

some laughing,

some in contemplation.

I see wounded hearts

dressed in stripes and plaid,

skirts and trousers.

Walking and searching for the salve to
their wound.

Sometimes they find another wounded heart and walk together

healing for awhile.

Others walk solo,

hungry in a way that is hard to feed.


They remember.

And not everyone does.

But some remember

They had the answer all along.

And then they smile.


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