Behind a window covered in rain

The old man rests his gaze far away

Not on the houses, hills or roads

Far from the view the window shows

Frail to the eye his health now poor

To those looking in he’s sleeping for sure

But in his mind where he now thrives

He’s young again and full of life

To see him smile you may think him confused

No words spoken to present any clues

Yet far from the body now broken by time

His lost love still lives and with him she dines

Decades can pass as rain drops on glass

Streams slowly merge as he looks through his past

Old friends visit and with him they stay

Though passed long ago their features remain

Never alone when in this world he walked

Where he resides now his past still talks

Behind a window covered in rain

Sits a young man contemplating his day