Behind the Lace Curtain

And this,

My observation of another

Who stands behind the lace curtain

Looking out

Looking in, we see you

Just a shadow

Occasionally, the corner lifts

In the light we see your face

An honest presentation

It’s so nice to see

Though frightened to be exposed

The lace returns to its repose

Looks pretty lace from within

And dirty from outside

It distorts the view

You see us through

And disguises you inside


You won’t come out

And socialise

Life passes by

With you looking out and others looking in

Wherever you go you take your lace curtain

But this is certain, fervently destroy

Your lace curtain

Destroy the divider

And life will look very different

Others will see you

And you will see true

No longer a distorted view

All because of the lace curtain

About deerfeet

I am a home-educating mother of four children. We live on a small holding in Wales and my husband is active in local politics and the lead pastor of our church, Festival Church.
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