Sitting by the window, an elderly mother clutches a photograph,
Many years before during the war there was a terrible attack...
A parade of a younger generation marches by her home in the sun,
In tears she hugs the picture, remembering her dear and only son--

Jumping on the chair by the window a dog excitedly barks at the parade
The dog is like one of the family now, unashamed and unafraid--
A little boy who lost his parents in the war lets the dog out,
And they meet his grandmother at the curb near their house--

A new young widow looks out the window and she begins to weep,
For many days she's been depressed, unable to really rest or sleep--
Her baby cries in her arms, feeling her mother's pain of loss inside,
She lost her husband to a homicidal terrorist, and many died