The Windmill

For many years I have been here

Keeping watch o’er my land

The storms have raged and winds have blown

But still strong and true I stand

My arms turn round as I grind

A labor of love for my home

The world around me changes as I work

How fast the years have flown

Yet I remain here somehow

And I will be here some years more

A silent witness of history

And a symbol of time gone by before