Window Poem

A busy road greets me ahead,

a sidewalk and grass, trees and fallen leaves,

today there is a wandering cat,

I always enjoy the small changes

within a routine,

it is morning, the sun has barely begun to show,

the sky is the color of lilac, it is very calming

to observe,

in the distance I can see a large

paved hill,

and dozens of trees casting shadows

over it.