Poetry

EYES.

By 25th October 2016December 9th, 2019No Comments

It’s remarkable when we come to realise
How much we can see when we really use our eyes
The beauty of the setting sun in a sparsely clouded sky.
The first rays of the sun in the morning shining on snowflakes
drifting by.
Children happily playing with their toboggans on a snow
covered slope,
Robins busily scratching around for food with breasts still
full of hope.
There other wonders to behold, a veritable paradise.
Enough to satisfy anyone, who is ready to open their eyes.

Tom Sullivan

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