Fear

She looked out the window

at the sun-striped yard

the oaks standing like guardians

to the gates of heaven

and imagined being a different girl

She looked out the window

and wondered where the curving road

beyond the forest would take her

if she dared step beyond the door

She looked out the window

at the blue jay splashing in the water

making waves in the glass birdbath

and thought how it would feel

to be free and wild

She looked out the window

at the billowing slow-moving clouds

and ached to travel with them

to lands and scents unknown

She looked out the window —

just one step —

just one —

She pulled the curtains over the window

shutting out a life

she could only live in her dreams

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