Through a Poet's Eyes
when you stare at clouds
but see angels’ feathered wings
find magic in rain
then contemplate it for hours
you know that you have been blessed
life’s intangibles
beauty that others may miss
imagination
personifies in splendor
such gifts only poets see
*By Carolyn Devonshire
Written May 17, 2014
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014
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