I looked out my window

For a time I waited,
I looked out my window,
I looked for something that would not come.

As my gaze fell into the trees,
I dreamt of better days.

I saw the time we used to laugh,
I saw when I used to cry,
I saw when we were happy.
I saw when he used to try.

Was I sad he was gone?
Why yes, for awhile.
But life was easier without him.

And after awhile of mourning
I awoke unto the new day.
I saw the new horizon and
the pain melted away.