Red Glass Tree

I look through my window,

and what do I see?

 

My life is a view through

Rose Colored Glass

 

The world is an alright place.

Trees sprout leaves for me to see

Cars drive by, and the driver's wave 'hello'

People smile and acknowledge you as they walk by....

 

Don't ruin my illusion of life...

Don't tell me this isn't real...

This is my vision; my illusion; my dream....

 

Through my rose colored glass

 

(Photo taken through one of my red glass items in the bedroom window)

Done