...one year of looking through the glass...

Look out the window, what do you see? Winter, Summer? Trees, leaves, birds, clouds? Maybe the wind, the sun, the rain? You never really know what you'll see, until you look. And when you look, you start to think - what did I see, or what do I think I saw? Then it sticks with you - for the moment, for the day - then you write something.

 

Before you know it, you've looked out the window every day... for one year. And every day, you wrote something. However, in this case, what was written also rhymed. This made the whole year that much more intriguing.

 

 

Rhymes, With Windows

Looking out the window. Seeing what I saw. Thinking, and writing, in rhymes