Behind the curtain
#BareWindows
When I come to an empty room,
the dark and monotonous one,
I saw a show not understood by many.
The window next door
formed the silhouette of three:
a mother, son, wife,
having dinner on the table,
seen behind the curtain.
Small family, yet a great one—
model to many.
Loving in-laws,
tolerating...
When I come to an empty room,
the dark and monotonous one,
I saw a show not understood by many.
The window next door
formed the silhouette of three:
a mother, son, wife,
having dinner on the table,
seen behind the curtain.
Small family, yet a great one—
model to many.
Loving in-laws,
tolerating...