Comments : My Window

  • Now when were you sitting in my house looking out the window?
    Had I known you were here I would of at least offered you a chilled glass of wine, or a hot cup of coffee/Hot chocolate , whatever the Lady prefer's, along with a warm smile :-)

  • 7 years ago

    by Dreamofolwin

    A superb poem by you Sylvia. One of my fav. of yours. So well written & expressed.. I love it. Thanku for sharing it with us.

    Lots of Love, Olwin.

  • 7 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    Sylvia, this is maybe one of my favorites from you. The beginning had me feeling sad and the end was marvelous. Great piece.
    Hugs

  • 7 years ago

    by Cindy

    Sylvia
    I'm so glad you posted this one. As I read it it reminds me of so many things. Excellent!
    Love Cindy

  • 7 years ago

    by Fading Memory

    Hehhe a sad smile or the cold and living past , or just anoher forgotten leaf of the fall , maybe just the fake colors of b&w lie , still not much inside of the outer surface of the inner emotion under the dry skin ,

    great job thanx

  • 7 years ago

    by PinkyPrincess

    Wow! This poem is so beautiful and I really connected to it on another level. The title caught my eye and I loved the message and content of the poem... I love how there is hope and happiness in the ending because that's what we all need sometimes. I love it. Great job!

  • 7 years ago

    by Brix Ambray

    Nice sad poem..very good

  • 7 years ago

    by NightFlyer

    Your poems mirrors emotions I've felt, watching the world seeminlgy passing by from my window, with cars filled with people totally indiffferent to anythng but themselves. It's very sad to feel so cut off from the world, and your poem portrays this very poignantly.