Simple Things

Time ago I told myself,
to look beyond the sea,
but mists would come,
and block away the bay.

And time would go,
and I would wait,
and never could I see,
those simple things were right in front of me.

Now I'm looking out the window,
but damned if I can see,
the leaves are rustling in the wind,
but rustle not for me.

I blink aside the blurryness,
but still a blurr I see,
the clouds can blow, and birds can fly,
but flutter not for me.

Time has past,
and I am lost,
and never will I see,
the simple things that sit in front of me.

- John1918