She looked out her window.
Counted the cars that passed.
Listened to faint conversations.
Felt the breeze against her skin.
Longed for the rain that tempted to pour.
She looked out her window.
Stared up at the shadow of the moon.
Searched for the magic of stars.
Waited for the sound of sirens.
Hoped for a brighter tomorrow.
She looked out her window.
She counted.
She listened.
She felt.
She longed.
She stared.
She searched.
She waited.
She hoped.
