Just Waiting

I like the view through my window pane,

I wish that you could see

The street and gardens in the rain;

(Not often just now and again, )

and the Jacaranda tree.

 I love that moon, big and shiny

 just before the dawn;

The magic in the sky I see

(when a strange light awakens me)

 very early in the morn.

Many years ago, before I had a dime,

 My view was city walls,

It has been a long long time,                      

 (but now, at long last I'm)  

 waiting in a heaven  until God calls.

That's all Folks