When you are looking out from within.
For every day brings about changes,
When a new day will start to begin.
For the grass could be green one day,
As the season changes, it's brown.
And one day the flowers are blooming,
Then the next, they are not around.
Life is a lot like a window.
With changes each day to behold.
One day you are young and frolicking freely,
Then the next, before you know it ,
You are old.
Changes are good for each of us.
How we look from within we each see.
Different views from the window,
So differant are you and me.
But each of us have our own windows,
We look and see on our own.
I am enjoying my window.
Through looking, I sure have grown.