Watching The Hands

Its seems funny,

Watching the hands,

Moving in a clockwise direction,

As time goes by a second at a time,

As a human we move with it,

Memories will lapse as the movement goes,

Watching time pass,

As we age in the process,

With every second priceless as we grow old,

 

Broken Heart

The heart was young,

When it learnt to love,

It broke when it learned the word of trust,

Opened Eyes

Eyes opened to see the beauty in front of you,

A world outside the front door for you to explore,

Pastures green,

With falls of blue into a stream,

Drifting clouds in skies of blue,

Golden rays beaming,

Warming you through,

Walking a path destined for you,

River Dart Totnes Devon England

That Magic Spell

That magic spell cast on you,

A charming attraction,

That drew,

Enchanting words whispered low,

Spell bound in thought a curse alluring you to,

That charming charm,

A talisman's alarm,

Be careful who you let cast a magic spell on you,

Staring at a Lunar Light

To stare through the branches under a lunar light,

Watching the drifting clouds travelling in the dark of the night,

A midsummer's dream,

With spirits and ghosts in an ancient woodland,

With shadows cast by swaying twigs,

The sound of singing pixies as the fairies dance,

Magical the scene under a moonlight glow,

Guarded by trees,

Sentry's as strong as oak,

The Journey

A journey starts with the first step,

The direction is up to you,

For over hill,

Over dale,

The route you will chose,

Over grass,

Barefoot in the sand,

Or plodding in the mud,

Is the trail you will leave behind......

 

Beaming Smile

A beaming smile,

In front of you,

Starts the day as it should do...