Windows

I watch people passing by,
I watch them going about their lives ,
I wonder if they’ve lost a husband or a wife.
I wonder if they’re going through the motions without a care,
I wonder if they’re thoughts are even there.

I wonder if one eye is always looking in the past,
Though they’re probably trying hard to look ahead,
Or if every day is just the same, getting up, going out then going to bed.

I wonder who is there for them,
If they’re on their own,
Do they think about the future, does it matter.
Are they seeing out their time just to ensure others are fine,
I’m thinking it’s the latter.

As I’m looking I realise I don’t really see,
Or is it that they’re all looking at me, I’m ok I say, I give a wave,
I’m just watching people passing by.

Then I see the  girls ,
They’re calling me out, they shout.
They’re waiting for me, they stand and stare,

It’s almost like there’s two of me now.
One that stopped and stayed back there to take care,
And one that carries on distantly aware,

I step out and join them along on their walk,
Our girls so grown up she’d be proud.
Passing by windows some quiet some loud.
I see a man looking out, looks lost in thought.

He waves,
I wave back and raise my eyes,
He mouths back he’s ok,
I feel for him he looks all on his own.
I hope he’s not alone,

I hope he’s as lucky as me,
He can see who I have with me.
I hope he also has family,
Looking out his window,
I wonder who he’d really like to see.