The Smiling Man
The joy of it all just made him smile
As he sat on that wall for quite a long while
He saw mothers with babies held in their arms
And fathers right by them in a relative calm
An old deck chair seller snored under a tree
While people sat down on his chairs without fee
Small birds in their dozens just pecked at the sand
Searching each grain for food to be found
Waves on the foreshore ebbed back to the sea
Pulling at pebbles that longed to be free
Bathers with goggles created a sight
As they snorkeled around in swell that was light
Here was some pictures some moments in time
That captured his thoughts at least for a while
As he sat upon that wall.
The Sound of Raindrops
I love the sound of raindrops
For they wash away my cares
Each little drop of water
Brings escape from all my fears
They travel such a long way
To dance upon my scene
A gift that’s from the heavens
A part of natures dream
They are gathered from the corners
Of an earth so far and wide
So no matter where you wander
From them you cannot hide
But then again why would you
For surely you can see
God gave us these sweet raindrops
To set are spirits free.
Thought to Ponder – Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray. – Lord Byron Music on
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