BEHIND THE GLASS WINDOW

I see you pass by every day at five
And anticipating your arrivalÂ
My heart races wild insideÂ
I am no stockerÂ
But my mind can recallÂ
Your colorful handbagsÂ
And changes of apparelsÂ
To me you are a goddessÂ
Which makes me feel inferiorÂ
Nevertheless, I long to be with you
Even if it's a lifetime of dangerÂ
And as you pass by each dayÂ
Your smile is like a breath of fresh airÂ
With your hair blowing in the wind
I can hear my heart singÂ
I am hoping one day
To have courage instead of shameÂ
Rolling my wheelchair from my windowÂ
If just to ask youÂ
Your name.
Wilford Barker.
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