Poem About Missed Opportunities: Looking Through The Window

As I looked through the window

I saw her

In all her ethereal bliss

Dancing like a pixie

In a field covered with snow

Twirling round in circles

Without a care in the world

My heart yearned

To know such freedom

And I looked upon her with awe

The smile on her face

So full of joy

It illuminated the sky

And melted away the frost

Of a cold winter’s day

If only the bell would ring

That I might leave

The confines of this classroom

And join her

But the seconds on the clock

Ticked away like hours

As each second passed

She began to fade

And I knew

I would never see

My lady dance again