Where Did The Wonder Go?
Posted by Adams Beads in Poetry on October 12, 2010
What is it that’s missing?
There’s so much to see
Learn touch and feel.
We paint our own picture
Don’t we?
And is there any limit
To the colors we choose,
Or size of canvas we use?
Why do we then define each day
With an ink pad and rubber stamp instead?
It is all around us;
Drawn in with every breath.
Yet we continue to ask:
Where did the wonder go?
It’s there . . . the moment you let it be so.
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Inspired by Spreading the plague (of happiness) by Rayanne F.
Shhh…
Posted by Adams Beads in Poetry on April 22, 2010
Some things we say
are better left unsaid;
are better felt instead.
Especially those things
we say that may return
to haunt us someday.
Silence, then, is what
to better choose if our
hearts we stand to lose.
Adams Beads