looking outside my window i see
the drabby gray skies the follow me
a cool damp breeze passes thru
the open window that bees fly into
i gaze off into the bland distance
whats going on at this instance
off towards the sea and northwest
where there is a woman overstressed
toiling though bored to make ends meet
for lil miss each morning she greets
manages the affairs of her castle
enduring the torments of his hassle
admiring her strength and quick wit
humane views of the rock she sits
the shared vision of the near future
for our children which seems so unsure
i long to share in the prep of a meal
a walk as the sunset last light steal
another day from a far left behind
of the parallel hell that treated unkind
or to gaze in the brown eyes smile
listen to tired voice beyond the miles
looking out a window what does she see
the drabby gray skies that lead to me
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