I See A Girl In The Window

I see a girl in the window,
Staring at me,
I could tell something was wrong,
But what could it be.

I see a boy on the pavement,
Looking at me,
Why oh why,
Couldn't I be that Free.

by Emily Pearl

Comments (4)

Emily, this is as beautiful and well-written as it is thought-provoking. t x
Emily...Thank you for letting me know about your poem. I read it and really liked it please see my comments and maybe you can correct me if I have not interpreted your poem correctly. Hope you are doing well. Are you on Summer holidays? Take care, chat soon. Hugs, Dee
Emily...are you then staring at your own reflection in the window Emily? I sense a longing for freedom here...but what kind of freedom? Another wonderful piece by such a young, yet wise poet... Hugs, Dee
I like this one. Very to the point but very moving as well. A reflection in glass is my interpretation, and the boy someone she prefers to another. I may be totally wrong in my assumption, but if so I apologise. A lot involved in this short poem. Love Ernestine XXX