It keeps me

There’s a big world
Of light and shining
Outside this windowed box
I see the sparkle
I feel the warmth
As suggestions of what could be
But this box
This paper made shelter
Keeps close
The sad
The terrified
From spilling out
Turning day to night
To protect the good world
From destruction
And my only regret
Is that it keeps me close

It keeps me, poetry by Roshan Grossman

Photography – Mayer George Vladimirovich

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