The window seat...

Sitting in the college bus,
crawling through the crowded streets,
I gaze outside...
and then i realized,
How wrong i was
to complain to God
about the times He had been unfair,
why had He left me in despair??
How wrong i was
to think my life was tough
and the tides were nothing, but rough.
I saw an old man's face..
with worries it was laced
I saw a kid,
running on the road in that hot afternoon,
his feet were bare,
but such poor souls were not rare.
An injured woman was crying with pain,
on the baked road she was lain...
that's when i realized,
how lucky i was...
To have a place i call home,
To have beautiful gardens, where i roam
To have a cozy bed in night,
To have the opportunity to try my might,
To have a future to look forward to,
when in trouble, someone to go to.
I silently thanked God,
for all that he gave me...
A valuable lesson it was,
that the window seat taught me.