In the breeze, on my board, music blasting and I miss it…
I miss the beauty around
The sun setting lower
The ripples in water
The goose and the gander
In the noise, the beauty’s unfound
In the breeze, on my board, music off and I see it…
I see the beauty around
The sun setting lower to crisp orange skies
The ripples in water with fish splashing surprise
The goose and the gander shimmying by
In the stillness, beauty is found
My morning walk in the brisk with a podcast and I miss it…
I miss the tranquil peace
The breaking of dawn
The air crisp and calm
The robin’s song
In the noise, tranquility doth cease
My morning walk in the brisk, with the podcast off and I find it…
I find the tranquil peace
The breaking of dawn in brilliant hues
The air crisp and calm creating a muse
The robin’s song to a heavenly tune
In the stillness, lives tranquil peace
In my home, in the past with busyness the task and I missed them…
I missed some special moments
The pitter patter
The friendly chatter
The things that matter
In busyness, I met my greatest opponent
In my home, in the past, that I can never take back, perhaps you will find it…
Find those special moments
The pitter patter of little feet running by
The friendly chatter of a child’s delight
The things that matter most in life
It is in stillness that memory preserves life’s special moments