Sunbeams dance sprightly on the water,
leaving sparkly footprints for all to enjoy.
Blue skies grow cloud mountains,
the air is fresh and clean.
Peace fills my soul with every breath,
as troubles gently float away.
Teardrops cease their journey,
exchanged for a smile,
by a calm summer’s day.
~ The Presents of Presence.
Today’s post is dedicated to the 6 Month Anniversary of Hurricane Sandy and all who were affected.
by michelle w.
National Poetry Writing Month is nearly at at end. To celebrate it, try your hand at some verse.