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About This Poem
Kaleidoscope Views Constanza
Life gifts us kaleidoscope views;
the colors change, blend and surprise,
a feast for my maturing eyes.
Each season gone, a blessed* hue.
I've walked through green, faded to gray,
awakened to a golden day.
All colors rise for their debut.
By faith, dark shades shall not dilute
bright dreams worth my earnest pursuit.
While earth spins through a sky of blue,
colors transform us and inspire.
Love saturates my one desire.
I savor hours colored with you.
Kaleidoscopes are meant to share.
Behold the beauty, dying ne'er.
Life gifts us kaleidoscope views.
Each season gone, a blessed* hue.
All colors rise for their debut.
While earth spins through a sky of blue,
I savor hours colored with you.
**blessed is pronounced with two syllables here
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