My Mother's Window

My Mother's Window

A Poem by Alexandria Miller

Cry, cry

Specks of ocean from your eyes.

Like dirt on a windowpane

Your freckles have washed away with the season.

© 2016 Alexandria Miller


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Added on April 27, 2016
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Alexandria Miller
Alexandria Miller

Milwaukee, WI



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Social Work major, working a s****y part time job and always juggling the nonstop circus of life. I would be a bad circus act in this case. If you’re going to scream, scream at the top of yo.. more..