Look through the glass,
What do you see?
On that flower,
Is a honey bee.
Look through the glass,
Use your eye,
Fluffy white clouds,
In the light blue sky.
Look through the glass,
Under it this time,
Is a small snake,
With dark scales that shine.
Look through the glass,
With the last beam of light,
Geese to the heavens,
Lost in flight.
Look through the glass,
With wonder and bright,
But now through your window,
With stars in the night.
