Window

      

          Window.

What if nocturnal or diurnal,

It  is all the same for  the

Window  and you and me.

The frills  are  dancing

embossed  by the  whispers

of  soothing   lullaby of

cool  air. Showers   and

 mild  Sprinklers . Outside

the window  jostle  and 

business  throb, this  side

you   and  me  are  the  same

except, each in  our own

expectations, our morning

cup of  coffee  and  noon siesta

waking  us  or  knocking  us

don’t  know. Window  is   same.