dramatic monologue

I am always watching.  My life is watching.  When I was little, I used to walk with my grandfather everywhere, and he used to say, “You have eyes to see, use them!”  He asked me to describe to him everything I saw.  The clouds building on the horizon on a spring evening.   I watched and described it, but he told me what it meant, that the rain would come tomorrow.  The bird suddenly flying up from the bushes…I watched and described it, he told me that birds have reasons for what they do.  Together we watched and saw a wolf creeping.  “Watch the sky, watch the birds,” he told me…