Window

There's a little panel for the world to peak in,
A chance of mysteries and conspiracies to seep in,

At times it shows classic walls of memories,
While many scream a thousand untold stories,

This little thing is someone's best friend,
And a casemement through which many admire the outside world to no end,

It has been picketed, shattered and what not,
But has also shattered people by telling them things impossible in their thoughts,

As clear as a mirror it may not be,
But as interesting as an ancient wanderer's story it'll always be.