The Girl In The Window

Who is she?

The girl in the window...

She looks so sad...

Her eyes are teary and her head is inclined...

Does she have a name?

Does she have a family?

Friends?

Someone to take care of her?

I wonder...

Who may she be...?

The girl in the window...

What is she thinking about? 

What are her dreams and hopes?

Is she better looking? 

How are her eyes...

Green, blue, hazel or all the shades

Together...

How are her clothes...?

Fine linen or silly ones?

Who is that mythical being that looks through the window...

But what about us...

How does she see us...?

Who is she?

The girl so calm and gentle...

Look!

She cracked a smile...

She even tilted her head...

Her eyes are no longer teary...

But happy...

I wonder...

What did she see...?

Did she see us?

Or maybe she remembered something...

Long forgotten...

The girl in the window...

She might have so much to tell...

About who she is...

Who she wanted to become...

Whom she loved or liked...

From whom she learned...

I wish I could be like her...

The girl in the window...

She looks like the definition of feminity...

And grace...

She seems to pray now...

Oh, what an adventure it was...

To see you, there...

The girl in the window...