My Window

My window and I go on dates. Every morning and every evening we are together. If you're lucky, I'll allow you to join our date. But know that if you do, you are very lucky.

My window is my loyal friend. But I guess I can share him...with a few.

I thought it would never come.

I waited and waited. But spring just wouldn't come.




But then it did...first the flowers,

then the fruit,

and finally the girl-time giggles.

I won't believe myself the next time I say it will never come.