The Wistful Watcher
Written Summer 2025
As I sit in this chair,
I gaze out the window,
And watch the seasons change
And the circle of life flourish.
Mama bird protects her babies,
Blue Jay poses a danger,
Do I interfere? I must!
“Shush!” Okay, I’ll stay out of it.
I watch the changing leaves
Dance upon the trees
And I know the rain will pour
Cold walks, warm snugs coming
I see my dames reflected here
How beautiful they are
I watch them always
Guarding them with my heart.
Seasons will change, time pass,
But even when I’m gone,
I will always be here,
Gazing through the window.