Window to the world

We all look at life through different windows

What do you see?

Has Jack frost been at work clouding your vision?
Perhaps the panes are stained or shattered
Leaving sharp edges behind
Maybe you drew the blinds long ago

We all look at life through different windows

Don't like what you see?
Why not reframe it?
Melt that frosty artwork
Repair what's broken and blocking your view
Let it all in...the very freshness of life itself