someday, one day
i shall gift you
a window
one
which opens
outwards
one
which
lets you choose
the sights
you see
every time
you open the
window
to the outside
world
one which
lets you reflect
the beautiful world
you hold within
someday, one day,
i shall gift you
a window
one which
opens
to your soul
where the pastures
are greener than green
and the sky
bluer
than you ever knew
and
rainbows
are not a
fleeting sight
and where
wishing stars
are seen
even in broad daylight
and where
sparkles are
wrapped in
snow flakes
where a pebble
bounces off
endlessly
against
pristine lakes
someday, one day
i shall gift you this
gift
someday, one day
you may choose
to call it
magical
or something
as simple
as
kindle
