Ode To a Wall With a Window

A wall without a window is a wallBut a wall with a window is a view... Regular visitors are very acquainted with the tree-views below, 😅💚often captured in photos as day breaks or seasons or weather changesor shadows fall... Through windows we witness as it were, time's changing of the guards;night yielding to morning, season to season, but a wall with a window lets in light... Through windows we watch snowflakes... or pelting rain A wall without a window is a wallBut a wall with a window is a viewThrough windows we watch seasons rise and fallLike ebb and flowing tides of hue on hue A wall without a window is quite plainBut a wall with a window is like artFraming our loved ones coming down the laneFraming many-a scene that steals the heart A wall without a window has no sillOn which to place a friendly flower potOr linger at, to watch creation spillGod’s handiwork, or keep an eye on tot A wall without a window we walk byOften without a second thought, it seemsBut a wall with a window draws the eyeTo drink the sky where mercy's mantra streams A wall without a window is mundaneBut a wall with a window lets in lightThrough it we watch snowflakes or pelting rainOr earth disappearing into the night A wall without a window stays the sameBut a wall with a window never doesEach day grants fresh panoramas to frameOf that which is, and never that which was A wall without a window we adornWith furniture and shelves, artwork and booksBut a wall with a window full of mornAwakens praise and second and third looks A wall without a window we arrangeAnd rearrange to suit mood, style and thrill But a wall with a window's constant changeWe never need to wonder how to fill A wall without a window shuts us inBut a wall with a window sets us freeTo gaze and trace familiar scenes that winAffection for four-season pageantry/poetry Janet Martin A wall without a window we adornWith furniture and shelves, artwork and books... But a wall with a window's constant changeWe never need to wonder how to fill...