Through the Window of Time

GE DIGITAL CAMERAOut of the window my focus travels back in time,

to an old chicken coop, where roosters crows echo in my mind,

amid the laughter of Alice, my neighbor, weathered well,

who worked harder than a man, witnessed by the tales she’d tell,

From dawn to dusk her garden and chickens were her showcase,

Relying only on rain, stored in a cattle tank to beat drought’s despair,

I have forever this woman locked in my heart who is so  rare.

For no alarm clock I needed to get me out of bed those days through each call

As the roosters cock-a-doodle-do penetrated my bedroom’s ever hearing wall

The building still stands like a guardian over the memories I hold in my heart,

Through the window, remember the scenes that never will part.