What It Means.....
The sun dipped low....
On a horizon tinged with gold and red
The sea calm
Such things transient so
When you become aware...
What counts....
Is the things you share
It takes time....
To understand...
To appreciate a single day..
A sunset...
Golden sand
A chosen moment
Heaven sent
A flock of birds flew overhead,
on a horizon tinged with gold and red
One day...
You will understand
What is means.....
To me....
What needs to be said
All these things you can hold,
in your heart
On a stormy day
On a horizon tinged with red and gold
The reflected beauty within,
is constant so
The sea, calm
Such things ...
Transient though
The sun dipped low
Hid behind a darkened sea
These things I hold...
Inside of me
With you....
What it means.....
To me..
I hold deep so
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006
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