Reflection in the Window
I feel outside
I feel the cold
under my almost bare feet
The tear doesn't run down my cheek
I hold her in my arms,
Feeling the unknown warm,
chills me to the bone,
Shows what I'm missing
I can see the many smiling
faces, behind the icy
Glass
Two faces don't smile
I see.
A frown and a curse
over the words I would not speak
January 2008
poem by Jessie Li here
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