Windows
I looked out my window and saw the sun.
And the formation of a rainbow had begun.
All that wonderful colour, a beautiful sight.
Too soon swallowed up by the dark of night..
I looked out my window and saw the moon.
That bright sunshine had gone all too soon.
The dull, starless sky, hung heavy and low.
The smothered moon couldn't muster a glow.
I looked out my window, I saw nothing at all.
I heard no sounds, but just memories I recall.
Those windows were my eyes, all that I saw.
Was a life flashing by, now death at my door.
I looked out my window, all had turned black.
Because my time had run out on looking back.
Mike Bartram
Wed 22nd Mar 2023 14:25
Thank you very for reading and the lovely comment.