When I was young, I was busy and fast,
I did everything on the run.
Now that old age has caught up with me,
Life has lost most of its fun.
I just sit at the window, watch life go by.
My window, my "door-way to fun."
It isn't all gloom, disaster and loss,
It is a door-way to a great treasure.
I see the younger, taking up the reins we have lost,
And doing it measure by measure.
I watch them go by, on foot or by car,
They lighten my day, I'm so glad
To have my window, it isn't so bad,
My window, my "door-way to fun."
So now I'm content, I have this vent,
My life has had a great run.
Life's little troubles don't seem so bad, and
I have my window, my "door-way to fun."
Letty Evans
December 2002
Mom was good at putting a positive spin on things. Sometimes I think she was trying to convince herself. Did she do a good job?
