I contemplate the world
outside my window
through wooden, white blinds.
Sometimes,
while working
at my desk,
the world passes by,
unnoticed.
Sometimes,
I catch a glimpse of
cars, delivery trucks, and buses.
Sometimes,
walkers extend
their walk
by turning onto my cul-de-sac.
Sometimes,
neighbors gather
and chat.
Most of the time,
there’s not much to see
unless
you stop to notice
a breeze disturbing tree limbs,
birds tending to the business of survival,
shadows creeping
along the sidewalk
as the hours pass.
I watch the world
outside my window
through wooden, white blinds.
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