Submitted to One Stop Poetry ‘s Picture Prompt.
Image Credit: Sean Mccromick
World sees through a window,
When it has all the open space,
Narrowing down your eye sight,
You’ll think, but it has no grace.
Window is just a small opening,
Meant for the troubled hearts,
When you don’t know the target,
It helps you in aiming your darts.
But once you master the art of,
Looking through a small window,
You should aim for the ocean,
Don’t always be a minnow.
Looking through the window,
And aiming for the sky,
That should be your motto,
Don’t miss to give it a try.