As I look out of my window,
I see the world ebb and flow.
From early in the morning to late at night,
Rushing and moving as if in a fight.
People rushing to work, students going to school,
Not looking, not feeling, just going through the motions.
I also see the old and weary, moving slowly,
As they reach their twilight years, waiting and watching, looking and seeing.
The young and the old, I see them from my window,
As I watch the world ebb and flow….