Precious Moments

We peer through the murky window

As burdens bear down on our shoulders

Getting glimpses of people in the other room

Enjoying life

As we just keep getting older

I think to myself

There has got to be a way in

A way to get through this wall

And make me as good as them

So, I will work hard

To find my way

Try to learn from others

And not make their mistake

I watch many different people, scurrying around to find their place

Scrubbing the dirty window pane

With tears rolling down their face

Some walk in anger

And some in jealousy

Thinking life is not fair

That should be me

 
Many others laugh and joke

 As if they are enjoying life

Taking the time

As to not let one precious moment go by

I decide to work even harder

And finally find my way through

Man I am on easy street now

I am in the good room

I meet a few people

That seems to be enjoying life

Taking their time

As if not to let one precious moment go by

As I kept strolling through the room

 I started to look around

And noticed people lined up

All with a frown

Sadness seemed to overtake most

As they stood in front of that dirty window pane

I think to myself

These people should be enjoying this wonderful room

Boy, what a shame

I walk around for a brief time

 Before I start to wonder

What life is like in the next room

And what riches I could plunder

                  I have to work even harder

 To just get through the crowd

Looking through the muddy pane

I think

If I could get in there

 I would surely make my family proud

So I struggle and I strive

 Never losing sight

Knowing one day I am going to get in there

And have a great life

I finally found my way in

Life is now

Going to be better

 Than it has ever been

I meet a couple of people

 Enjoying life

Taking their time

As to not let one precious moment go by

I walked a little farther

In this greatest room yet

And found many people crammed together

Full of regret

Hollering and screaming

Trying to reach the window pane

I am thinking to myself

This is a great life

Why can’t they enjoy it

Boy, what a shame

 
I turn to my family

As many years have gone by

My hair is gray, my eyes are weary

And I start to cry

We’ve missed so much

Why could I not listen

To the people who were enjoying life

And didn’t let one precious moment go by