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A Poem by Niki

I look out the window, of your one bedroom apartment,
All I see are tall buildings, and busy streets.
I can't help but miss, the quiet solitude of home.
With children playing in fields of green,
and farmers tending to their daily chores.
The sound of a family laughing,
and the smell of their back yard BBQ.
I look to the sky, from your balcony.
And I miss the bright stars I spy, from my secluded back yard.
I enter the security door of your building,
and reflect on the home where doors can be left unlocked.
I take for granite the beauty of home, until I am away.
And then I reflect on the quiet country,
and I thank God above, for His beautiful work of art.