THE WINDOW

Summer came and summer went, a few things stayed the same.
She looked out her window everytime she was down. She would stare at the sky for hours, just watching the clouds float by. She dreamt of love and happiness, wondered what the future would hold. She wished she'd become successful and get to see the world.

Everynight like clockwork, she would move away the blind and stare out into the black ocean and it's stars swimming still in the sky. She'd miss those she had lost and wondered how they were. They said they'd be up there watching over her. She stared across to the bright light sitting way up there and asked herself if the ones still on Earth thought about her too. She liked to believe they were looking at the same moon.And with one "goodnight" to all, she fell into a dream filled sleep, alone in her room.

Winter began, a few things stayed the same.
Like the little girl, her hopes, her dreams and her window.
Some things never change.