The beach looks different today
The sea the sky the waves are grey
Pebbles now are hid from sight
The shore a sheet of dazzling white
I hear a laugh I see a child
throwing snowballs running wild
There a puppy leaping high
chasing snowflakes in the sky
I look around, I love the way
the beach looks different today
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Often, the landscapes don't really change.
Our eyes do.
Like in my poem CHANGES series #1
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You help me embrace life completely,
All these years I live but did not see;
All the wonderful things around me.
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I always revere the morning, alright!
But not as intense the way ’tis today.
I see every ‘lil gifts somehow,
That each morning unfolds to me now.
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My eyes are astute with colors, I know.
But not keen as my eyes now do.
I now see the silver lines in blue.
‘Tis not color blindness,
Dont get me wrong, please no!
I just see the brighter side of life now,
And these are all because of you.
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Seeing things differently is just one of the magic that love could do.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques
Even without the picture, I could see this lovely beach in your words.
I love listening to you reading your words, and always end up wishing I could do the same on my blog! You are obviously a clever clogs... :) Poem and Pics went together so well today.
I loved this little poem...all splashy and snowy.
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