I look out the window and wipe the fog off the glass into a heart shape.
In the | clear glass | I can see |
a girl in a | baseball cap, happily | strolling |
with her dog | down | the road. |
I see a young man in a polka-dotted shirt performing a sad song,
an | old | couple |
walking | to a | café |
I see a | brave flower | blooming |
through the cracks of a city block, all alone, except for his friend, the shy moss.