A gull cries.

A spider crawls.

A child plays.

Butterfly thoughts
flit here and there, on
dancing sunbeams
and, wings give freedom to fly
to sense the thrill, like
first touch upon a lovers skin.

The gift of fresh opened eyes
soak up a world passing by
in sweet, sweet

Moments of time.


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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

18 thoughts on “Moments”

  1. I can not thank you adequately for the posts on your web site. I know you’d put a lot of time and effort into them and hope you know how much I appreciate it. I hope I’ll do exactly the same for someone else at some point.
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  2. Hi there, i just wanted to drop you a line to say that i thoroughly enjoyed this particular post of yours, I have subscribed to your RSS feeds and have skimmed a few of your posts before but this one really stood out for me. I know that I am just a stranger to you but I figured you might appreciate the appreciation 🙂 – Take care – and keep blogging.

  3. Short Story Slam Week 4 is still open for submission,
    Come on in,
    We love your creativity/talent…
    Happy Thursday!
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  4. Yes, this is lovely. It expresses the best of life, inward and out!

  5. Thanks for these beautiful words … I need your beautiful words right now, because I don’t have none to give at the moment … Love, cat.

  6. Oh this looks promising – this format likely will allow me to finally post a comment – here goes: I love this poem, so much – the gull, the ocean, the dancing sunbeams, just beautiful.

    If this works, THANK YOU for fixing your comment thingy:)

    I have been enjoying your writing and poking around your blog very much. Keep writing, will keep coming back:)

  7. We’d better open our eyes and take notice before it’s all gone.
    Lovely message, penned beautifully

    Thanks for sharing.

  8. So completely touching. I have not read a piece so rife with appreciation and gratitude in a very long time. A gift, this.

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