The view from my window
Depends on me to see it
I can drive by, day after day
Looking straight ahead

But

Ahead is not the only line of sight
I can always find something
To the left and to the right
And the trail left behind, as well

Taking the time to notice
Fellow travelers, the changing seasons
Helps me along my way

Back Seat Driver

Bluebonnets, oh, bluebonnets

It’s not blocking the view; it is the view

NaPoWriMo Day 11