window

A Poem by cricket

All I want is a window
I want to be able to look out
and be able to see that one day
I could reach the other side.

The side of this where things
Don’t hurt quite so bad
The side of this where
Our fingers are laced
and I can see you smile
Whenever I want.

I don’t know if I deserve it
But men have deserved very little
Of the things they desperately want
All I want is a window.