We stand near a window, always looking down
Watching all the minnows, their schools flitting around
We laugh, we cry, living this of all our lies
Capering on point, where, life seems meaningless
Without understanding, reflections shine darkly-
Upon, those who would view others from up high
I'm a high school English teacher in Texas. I also hold degrees in radiography and radio and television broadcasting. Though I obtained certain knowledge and skills from my prior degrees, I do not currently use them.