My Window

Cerulean seas touch the sky,
The sun’s rays set the world aglow.
I witness it all pass me by,
Trapped on this side of my window.

Observing vicariously,
I am here but no one will know.
I see them but they won’t see me,
Trapped on this side of my window.

Hand pressed mournfully to the pane,
Desperately I long to go.
Within my confines I’ll remain,
Trapped on this side of my window.