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Looking Through a Window - A Poem by Dad
I was looking through a window when much to my surprise there it was, my spring of life, right before my eyes.
A fairyland wonder with rainbow painted skies,
Puppy dog tails and sand box pails, as the time sped swiftly by.
I was looking through a window at summer in full glory,
A time to feed a time to weed, it’s the middle of the story.
I’m searching for the truth as knowledge is the power; here it lies before my eyes in every single flower.
I was looking through a window with autumn’s silent warning,
A falling leaf, no time for grief, the sun will shine in the morning.
I dreamed my dreams and my goals were met.
I did my best, now it’s time to rest, but it’s not all over yet.
I was looking through a window on a moonlit winter’s night,
And from afar I saw this star; I knew that things were right.
On the frosted pane for all to see, when your life is set to rest, having loved with being loved is a life that is truly blessed.
~ Wayne W. Perkins, September - 2002
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