The Window

                                                                        The Window

                                                                                    

Sometimes when the holidays roll around like fathers day, its always sends me back to when I was in a group on home in foster care, how many kids would go on visits with there families and I'm just kinda there because your "not allowed to live with us anymore" I always remember staring out into the windows and watching the sky roll by not noticing anything else around me all alone in a small room.. So I made this, thinking about all those times. -Ami