thank you
Posted: January 27th, 2015, 1:14 am
I thank the clouds, while driving sometimes,
and praise the rain, when I remember to...
liquid sunshine, I say, hinting to days gone by,
the smile remains, yet every morning is anew
and the flowers don't really need any arranging,
this point of view, even the weeds can see...
they say beauty hides in the eye of the beholder,
thus, ordinary, doesn't mean that it has to be
the sun puts its rays away at a desirable hour,
but then rises at my favorite part of the day...
what has it seen, that is hiding behind my eyes,
how could it know that I was looking that way
I thank the clouds... thank the trees and grass,
a warm welcoming can be felt, if you just try...
don't think of it or write about it, say the words,
and don't be in such a rush to receive a reply
wgs/1/15
and praise the rain, when I remember to...
liquid sunshine, I say, hinting to days gone by,
the smile remains, yet every morning is anew
and the flowers don't really need any arranging,
this point of view, even the weeds can see...
they say beauty hides in the eye of the beholder,
thus, ordinary, doesn't mean that it has to be
the sun puts its rays away at a desirable hour,
but then rises at my favorite part of the day...
what has it seen, that is hiding behind my eyes,
how could it know that I was looking that way
I thank the clouds... thank the trees and grass,
a warm welcoming can be felt, if you just try...
don't think of it or write about it, say the words,
and don't be in such a rush to receive a reply
wgs/1/15
