My window

My Window

My window is a place I can go to relax

My window is a place where I look at the clouds

The world around me all looks so grim

But not when I look through my window safely from within

I see the cars moving and I see the planes flying

My window keeps me sheltered when the clouds begin crying

My window is a place that shows a twinkling city

My window is a place where the hills look most pretty

My window gets visitors some small and some tall

My window is a haven for me and for all