Outside My Window

November 8, 2017
By Anonymous

Outside my window,

I thought I was safe.

I only sat watching as the trees began to shake.

They shook,



But this was all outside my window.

The glass barrier was protecting me from the strong will of nature.

I needn't worry about what goes on afar.

Until the branches finally swing into view.

It swings,



I was safe behind my piece of glass.

At least, that's what I had thought. 

I had been so blind as to just sit and watch.

My curious eyes had brought the storm inside.




I had watched it brew from outside my window,

But a single piece of glass could not protect me,

From the storm I could not control.

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Pumpkin head said...
on Nov. 30 2017 at 7:22 pm
I LOVE IT. Depicts something so real in a neat and creative way.

on Nov. 30 2017 at 1:25 pm
Amazing work, as always!!! Good job and keep all of it up. i love the imagery and depiction of the storm

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