Seagulls soar and pigeons fly,
Sharing
one huge cloud-streaked sky.
While
they swoop and scavenge, I
Sit
watching them in flight.
Walkers
with their dogs stroll by;
Joggers
pass, their heads held high
And
in repose, I wonder why
This
brings me such delight.
With
my pencil, I can try
To
get on paper, thoughts that my
Perceptions
let me amplify
When
I sit down and write.
No comments:
Post a Comment