I’ve stood in the same place for too long
How do I know?
A green film has enveloped me, some might say that my original patina has been removed – something is missing, that’s for sure
I’ve been used too much
taken for granted, worn out
I’m just a man who loves
I’m rusty underneath, maybe it’s time to move on?
Copyright John de Gruyther 2017
The World Outside the Window 