Looking Out A Hospital Window
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Looking out my hospital window, I see puddles of rain formed across the desert.
Brown desert dirt being flooded, because the ground can't absorb any more heavenly water.
So calm and beautiful, yet desolate and forlorn, much like me inside, sitting alone in this room, listening to Chopin, wishing I could be home writing.
Although, then I would've missed the scene outside my window and this poem would never have been written.
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