Picture Windows to my World…

I live in a motorhome, this you already know,

Big windows in front like a bus on the road,

Bigger windows I think, than most homes have,

To see out these windows, not hard, as it is my mode…

My world, just some bushes and trees,

Other trailers, a tar road, few people I see,

Feel like an old lady, peeping through my blinds,

Every time a car or bike does pass me, yes ride…

Darkness does come, we have few lights,

Still an enjoyable, not so subtle sight,

Lights on camper’s trailers so bright,

Kids chasing fireflies in the night…

An existence so happy it seems to be here,

No worries, no stresses, we have here no fear,

All do help each other; at least we try to be there,

Everyone loves Rufuz; he is the park mascot, looks like a bear…

                        © ed – 7/12/04