Something Like a Dance
Deep blue
of the morning
calls
us
Have you noticed
the clouds overhead?
Sparkling eyes
signal laughter
growing in our hearts
as light pours down
from the sky
we are enraptured
by the dance of
the seasons
which is ours to treasure
everyday and forever
Somewhere, off in the distance
a young person is weeping
for a lost cause
An incredible dream
which has gone up in smoke
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2015
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