William and Rose sit on the settee. Wearing clothes from another day. They sit close together, two halves of a whole. Watching the grandchildren play.
I asked a distant star, "I wonder where you are". The shadow at my door, a friend who is no more. I watched him go to the wind. I closed my eyes, goodbye, goodbye my friend.
How long have I been watching from my window?. Running through my life, watching it all go by?. Seems like I've always got a destination. Running down the time, pushing to the front of the line.