There is a world I know <br />Far beyond the window panes <br />Where others live and love <br />And children die by ten, <br />Because there is a world <br />Back here with me <br />That stares beyond <br />the window panes and thinks <br />of other lives and loves <br />And children dead by ten.<br /><br />John Rickell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/windows-and-mirrors-4/
