Window

The window is closed
and all the scents of summer
are trapped behind its pane.
No bee’s buzz can penetrate the glass,
no refreshing breeze can pass
to relieve me of the pain
of winter chill. But in the window
of my mind, I can still see
the shadow-play of roses
and leaves on the summer tree.

Kim M. Russell, 2018

My response to the first of 2018: Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – Window #writephoto