I sit here watching the world pass by,
Things are perpetually changing.
As contemplations escape with a sigh,
My thoughts are constantly exchanging.
Spring comes with a rush,
Winter fades with the grey.
Love causes many a blush,
As April fades into May.
I watch my daughter grow,
Her heart and mind expanding.
Her size could never begin to show,
What her soul is now demanding.
Now I move with the world around me,
Trying to keep up with the bedlam.
Thoughts and visions help me see,
My world is much of who I am.