Life Villanelle

Looking out the window watching birds fly.
How pretty it is to see.
Staring at the sunrise.

Laying in the grass, watching the clouds pass by.
How calming it seems to be.
Thinking & staring at the blue sky.

Thinking about my,
Life & where it has taken me.
Staring at the sunrise.

Wondering why,
My life hasn't taken me where I want to be.
Staring at the blue sky.

So then I sigh,
Look through the trees,
While staring at the sunrise.

And I say one last goodbye,
To the world so free.
No more staring at the blue sky.
No more staring at the sunrise.

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