Magic Beside The Window
Childhood passed beside a window
Coloring, drawing, daydreaming
Watching as the cars drove past
Watching birds and butterflies
Imagining places that never existed
Of people who never were.
I’d imagine flying horses
Princes, castles and dragons flying –
I’d see the terrible witches
And lovely fairies too.
I’d have myself a tea party
I’d invite in all my friends!
Black and yellow stuffed dog
Pink cow and scruffy bear…
My mother’d bring the snacks out
We’d laugh and play for hours
Then I’d tell to them a tale.
(When finally I went to school
After a month or two,
I found that those dear windows,
Saved me from boredom too.)
Years went by and I travelled far
I met many a dragon and visited castles
I’ve come across a prince or two
And some really terrible witches!
The fairies blessed me with my lovely sons
And I’ve nothing to regret.
I just wanted to say here,
Thinking of my childhood:
My friends then were my windows.
My loved ones were my books.
My world my imagination.
I hug them still and sing their praise,
For they made me who I am.
© G.s.k ‘13