through it I could see the other side.

There were Hollyhocks blowing in the wind.

There was a man and a woman walking through a flower filled meadow with their small child.

He giggled at the humming birds.

I giggled at him.

I tried to open the window to say hello, but it was locked closed.

This world was not for me now.

And yet I had nothing else for which to be proud.

I would have turned and walked away with sadness,