The woman In The Window
I saw a woman yesterday
Through a window pane,
Tears streaming down her face,
Like little drops of rain.
And the pain I saw there,
In that woman’s face,
Told stories of sadness
No love could replace.
I stopped for a moment
To watch her there,
Face full of sadness,
Face full of fear.
No sound did she make,
She spoke not a word,
Though all she was thinking
some how I heard.
I understood her loneliness,
Understood her pain,
Began to cry with her,
Tears falling like rain.
I tried to turn away,
Tried not to see,
Then I discovered,
That woman was me.
She wasn’t a stranger,
Not some one to pass,
It was my own reflection
I saw through the glass.
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