My window

From the morning Breeze to

first ray of sun on my face,

From seeing flowers in my garden to

Enjoying my morning tea,

Adjusting my curtains 

So that I can see all,

But none can see in.

From staring peoples to

keeping the eyes on my neighbours

From counting of cars to

To watch life fly by.

From the summer sun

To the winds of winter,

Drows of water in rainy

Fall of leaves in autumn.

when the stars come out and the moon rises in the velvet sky, 

Raising my hands to counting of stars.

Yes my window is a good partner.