Waves of Time
Sometime ago, we were born.
Wee little things, bundles of
charm,so cuddly and warm.
We learned to walk, eat on our
own.
Mom read to us, wee poets back
then.
Dad showed us the moon and stars
and we were hopelessly lost.
Knowing we were unique somehow,
even back then..
We saw extraordinary beauty
in flowers and trees.
Later, that charming glimpse in
the eyes of our lovers to be.
And tell me, how enchanted you
are by the sea?
Life dances on and we follow it.
We always will see beauty where
others are blind.
That is the lot of poet-kind!
August 7,2019
3am PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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