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House of Glass

i stand inside
viable to anyone outside
but yet i go unseen
the wind is visable to me
the rays of the sun touch my skin
i look up at its warmth
see my children in thier room playing
see my husband staring back at me
looking into my soul
seeing how much of me goes unseen
seeing the things hidden
the things no one else sees
my skin relishes in the warmth of his heart
projected from his heart
i spin around
my home is all i see
the walls no longer glass
no one sees me but me
i franticly go up stairs
i find my children happily playing in thier rooms
i walk to my own room and find my husband reading
when i enter the room he looks at me
the same way he had when i had just seen him
he has always seen those things
i never knew he saw
he knows me inside and out
no longer am i in the glass house

2007-03-17 11:52:16 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities Philosophy

2 answers

i see a good poet. and someone who has found happiness in her family. good for you. hes a lucky guy.

2007-03-17 11:58:21 · answer #1 · answered by Reganomics 3 · 0 0

I think it means the poet ones was lost in her life but she looks ans sees her family and friends and sees how she can be happy and finds herself and she is now not lost anymore.

2007-03-17 19:02:59 · answer #2 · answered by Emily Answers 5 · 0 0

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