Her world
behind the window
cracked and rotted wood
falling flakes of paint
curtain not of any colour
greyish hue
old, no longer pretty
need replacing
her world
behind the window
peering out to the garden
sliding her hand along the grimy glass
that she was once able to see through
clearly, but now cannot
how is her mind
behind the window
casting her eyes on weeds
below that need
removing for they old
no longer cared for
and she asks herself …. why don’t they come to visit anymore
Ramblings From A Mum 
So quiet and sad – really woke my emotions up on this (very slow start) morning.
It is now 9.30pm here and I think being tired helps my writing somehow.. this was a sad piece …my moods like any writer I guess can fluctuate so..
Thank you for reading and your comment and (try to wake up now)
🙂 xx
beautiful piece you wrote there – wonderful image you created.
Thank you so much Miri – I was thinking of my elderly parents.. and that emerged (though thankfully they are not alone in this world) as others.
Ooohhhh, Mumsy! That was deep. I love things that stir my emotions. 🙂 hugs……..Paula xx
🙂 so do I it seems thank you honey-pie xxx
Beeautiful just as you are Rambly!
Aren’t you gorgeous and good morning and thank you to you! 🙂 xx
sad, well-place metaphor–twist at the end, twists the heart–
Love especially the ambiguity of “/below that need/”–very pointed use of line–
Yes JC that is what I was trying for, hopefully I succeeded – thank you so very much.