I look through the window
The sun, peeking out behind the clouds

I look through the window
Trees, touching the sky with their broad fingertips

I look through the window
A child falling onto the road

I look through the window
The road, cracked and worn with years of use

I look through the window
An eagle soaring above

I look through the window
99 red balloons, flying away

I look through the window
Dog chasing cat

I look through the window
Sun beating down

I look through the window
Water gun fight

I look through the window
A plastic bag, twisting in the wind

I look through the window
Day becomes night

I look through the window
Leaves turning red

I look through the window
Falling and changing

I look through the window
A girl with no family

I look through the window
Leaves crunching and dying

I look through the window
Throw on the scarf

I look through the window
Trees, stripped bare

I look through the window
A gun to his head

I look through the window
Shot and dead

I look through the window
An old man, alone

I look through the window
A field of white

I look through the window
Slippery roads

I look through the window
Furnaces blazing

I look through the window
The air stale with ice

I look through the window
Snow melting

I look through the window
Trees waking

I look through the window
Snow turning to rain

I look through the window
Umbrellas drinking the sky

I look through the window
A rhythmic cadence

I look through the window
Rain tapping the sidewalk

I look through the window
Skies grow clear

I look through the window
Popsicles melting

I look through the window
Seasons come and go

I look through the window
Nature is calling

I look through the window
I stay inside.