The Stars Outside My Bedroom Window

A shy girl

A loving boy

He brought out the best in her


A forthcoming marriage 

A future with a family

She had dreams

He’s chasing them


The quiet girl 

Once filled with ambition

exists no more


She waits with a plastered smile

Till her loving husband comes home

To tell her all about the stars


She’s tending to the kids

Cleaning the house

Wondering what it feels like

To be chasing shooting stars

This poem is about: 
Our world


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