I don’t gaze out the window

all that much.

There’s a whole world

out there

not meant for me.

I’m allowed a patch of fog

and something to read.

I’ve seen my love

and he has a tweed jacket

with elbow patches.

Without anything to say

except look at the moon

please, before you lose

all sense of wonder.

The breeze blew in

over our sandwiches

and though the road seemed empty,

the sky was full of birds

and we shared a magic smile.