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The Window (Free verse) by Roisin

Your window is fastened keeping the cold inside. The curtains are drawn tightly like closed eyelids locking out light. Outside in the heady street your child watches the window in solemn silence, as if he knows that behind it you lie in a long and rigid slumber.

gregg333 14-Jul-02/11:27 AM
I like the simile




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