Our Window



It’s dark everywhere
Except my room,
Where I sit by the window
Chatting with you.

Let the world sleep;
We can tuck it in,
Just you and me,
And harmonize lullabies
For their unhearing ears.

We have each night
A standing sitting date
To recap, rehash,
Congratulate, commiserate,
And otherwise lay
Just one more brick
On our foundation,
Strong enough to reach
Beyond the skies and
Across time,
A bridge between our hearts.

Our window
Is always open
And always filled
With sunshine
For our souls.

© 2007 by Robert E. Blackwell