The neighborhood speaks
A hum of movement
As you walk
Down the street
Lined with homes made of trees
Concrete lies
Hand in hand with nature
While window eyes are stuck on you
Watching your every move.
The neighborhood speaks
A hum of movement
As you walk
Down the street
Lined with homes made of trees
Concrete lies
Hand in hand with nature
While window eyes are stuck on you
Watching your every move.
perhaps that they are mainstream windows. the critical eyes persay. just a take. nicely done..:)