My life a view through many various windows <br />No matter the shelter; the view was always the same <br />Weathered by time, all beauty gradually fades <br />Still one constant of that view remains…. <br />Windows allow us to see the natural order of things <br />The change of colors <br />Between the leaves of life and death <br />Sunrises and sunsets <br />As the trees and we ourselves are shaped <br />By the winds <br />Growing knotted and crooked with time <br />Our days on earth are all but penciled in…. <br />With few words adequate enough to describe <br />My love; my rock…. <br />Worn smooth by tearful joy and pain <br />Still there, <br />Long after the trees have all been cleared <br /> <br />2008 © TS<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-difference-between-a-rock-and-a-tree/
