As I sit here looking out the window, I begin to wonder where has the time gone?
Remember the joy once was to go for walks in the sunlight and run in the rain
Remembering running after small children as they to play in the mud and scream
with laughter as they splash in the biggest puddles of water.
As I look out the window now
Trap by my legs unable to walk without pain, trapped by the pain of my age
I have to wonder, how did this happen? Why so soon?
I watch the rain as it falls, making puddles below in the roses outside my door..
I have gone from the life of action to the watcher behind the window..
Wondering why do I feel sorry for myself?
Sure, there are days when tears will fall.
Remembering, it was mistakes made by others that have help to put me here,
A watcher of life behind the window of glass..
Yet
I understand that ages drives us, we live, we die, it's the way it has been and will always be.
I know I am not alone here behind the window,
there are many others out there like me. Looking out their own windows of life.
Also wondering where life has gone, wondering if this is all there is now..
I have to remember that the choices I made in my past are part of why I am here today..
Choices we make today will help decide our tomorrows..
I will never be young again, I will never run after my children as they too are now gone,
Off to have children of their own.
Watching out the window I ponder, questions running around in my mind, is this all there is?
Has life lead me here? What mistakes did I make?
Would I go back to being so young and carefree again? If only to fix what I have done?
We can't change our past, we can only learn from it..
Watching out the window, I sit here lost in the memories of the past
yet still looking forward to the days to come.
I may not be able to run like I once did,
But I can still walk.. I will never chase down a taxi,
But I will walk to the car. I will never chase my children around the living room
But maybe someday I will hold a grandchild..
Today, I am just the watcher behind the window of glass..
Pondering questions about life.
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