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One day on a beautiful beach,
Viewing all that my eyes could reach.
Was a little girl sitting in the sand alone,
Had toys but her smiles were gone.
Saw her parents lazing in the sun,
Not recognizing her lack of  fun.

So I called my sister and told her “go play”
With the sad girl, until her sadness goes away.
The parents looked across and smiled at me.
Though they missed the point in all honesty.
Each sunny day burst with promise,
of opportunities to share happiness.

-END-

Reflection
True story.

Posted on Tuesday, July 14th, 2009 at 11:49 pm in Nature, Poetry | rss feed for comments| Leave a response, or trackback