They explore the world <br />through windows, <br />church windows, <br />school windows, <br />two up, two down windows, <br />castle windows, <br />large windows, <br />small windows. <br /> <br />They see it all, <br />from blameless to guilty, <br />from noble to treacherous, <br />through windows. <br />From skyscraper windows, <br />to basement flat windows, <br />from paupers windows, <br />and palace windows <br /> <br />they watch, absorb, suck it in. <br /> <br />Later when they have grown <br />they will remember, <br />try to empathise, <br />rationalise <br />decipher the coded metaphors, <br />but some day <br />they will be demoralised <br />by the windows of life. <br /> <br />There they sit __ wistfully watching __ <br />the children <br /> <br />of our times.<br /><br />Ruth Walters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wistfully-watching/
