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Another Poem I wrote some years back.

Things of beauty that we see, They say it's in the eye of the beholder.

People ask who the beholder is, Today the beholder is me.

I look upon this world we live in, So large and so cruel,

But with so many things in this world, The beauty does shine through.

Wandering around the land I see, The mountains and the plains,

There is beauty in everything, just for you to see.

I gaze upon the mountain peaks, The snow lies so pristine,

Down to the tree line of evergreen, Like frozen ocean waves.

I look upon the ocean blue, Waves pounding on the shore,

Water frothing in a mist, To be remembered evermore.

Across the desert now I go, Sand of golden brown,

When the waters come in spring, The verdant greens abound.

Now to the plains of grass so long, Wind making honey waves,

Flowing to the end of sight, Until the end of days.

The final thing in my list of beauties, None other can surpass,

For only one beauty can hold my sight, All of which is you.

Reviews

[Bart Harper]

Mind if i borrow this poem for the night! It will def turn my wife on lol. The words flowed beautifully and its very romantic. Very nice!!

[Wolfwind Words]

Truly spoken! we see so many things, and it's a often covered over by the crap that society weaves. Yet once we can get past that, everything shines brightly. However, in the end we realize that one thing outshines all the rest. That of a good friend or significant other.
I liked this, reminded me of my treks across the country.