Looking out my window,
You will see,
The beautifully cut grass,
And a tiny growing tree.
You might catch a glimpse,
Of the dogs being walked,
Kids playing in the street,
And a little duckling being stalked.
The wind is fierce,
But the sky is blue,
In this cul-da-sac,
Everything is in bloom.
Looking out my window,
There is more to see,
Generations of family life,
How I wanted it to all be.
I am so honored that I have made it to the MAD Blog Finals! If you have a moment and haven’t voted yet, please vote for Let’s Talk Mommy in Best Baby Blog & Best New Blog, I would love the support and be forever grateful!
* Sharing my poems with “Prose for Thought”
The end of this poem feels bittersweet because I know you are a long way from your extended family. I guess you wish the ‘generations of family life’ you can see outside, were your own family? Or is that just my interpretation? A thoughtful little poem. #prose4T
A lovely poem – feels almost like an awakening. And well done on the MADS too xx
Ahhh thank you so much that’s so sweet of you. It is such a shock but real honor. Thanks for the poem compliment too.
Maddy you really do know me well already, Wow. Thanks for popping over and reading. Loved your poem this week too! Great prose all around!
I thought this was really optimistic. What a lovely view from your window – I hope this view never changes for you xxx #prose4t
Thank you. Me too although some of it longing for my own family’s generations to be outside my window playing not my neighbors. Boo. lol
Beautifully put. It must be so hard being so far from your family and your children growing up out of their view. Thank you for linking to Prose for Thought xx
Thanks Vicky. its getting harder and harder the older they get and all the families I see with grandparents and aunts and uncles with cousins all around them at the parks and doing trips together. Breaks my heart.