I once had a house in a small village, It had windows all around
Some opened on lake side, some on parks and tree tops
I used to sit by these windows and soak in the small miracles of life abound
Watch the sun go down or smile at the treasures the children found
As I became richer, I moved to a big house in the city
It had many more windows, each draped in silken hue
Sunlight danced behind these and street noises remained hidden from view
I kept looking at the windows but couldnt see past the drapes new
Slowly the sounds faded, the children grew
The smiles were lost as the wrinkles brew
Slowly one day I could finally see
I had won a lot, but lost all that had ever counted to me
The windows were still there
But there was no one by my side to really care
Shilpa Roy Kota 