the window

i looked out the window one day
felt the breeze on my face

i loved the wind's caresses
tippy-toed and breathed it in

i got kissed by its gentle love
stretched my arms out and asked for more

it laughed with me; twirled
and suddenly left me as winds are wont to do

so i waited and sighed
looked about and tried to fly

stood higher on my toes
and suddenly i died