I stand before the window of life,
Tall & strong, chin held high.
Stripped of my defences,
Clothed in my pride.
Naked to all,
Revealed to none.
Where new friends come,
And old friends stay
To listen to my tales of
adventure and strife.
While i stand my post
at the window of life.
Faithful to all who come,
Loyal only to myself.
Unmindful of curious glances,
Oblivious to lustful looks.
I continue my vigil
at the window of life.
My reflection of warmth,
My protection from the cold.
My gateway to the world,
My shelter from the storm.
The window of
