What Moves Me
Ever sit back and wonder bout things,
That surround us each given day,
Sometimes we seem to be disturbed,
At certain things that come our way.
The feel of a little babys breath,
The pitter pat of the rain,
The sweet music from a bird outside,
The sun that shines again and again.
The snow as it glistens upon the ground,
The ocean as it gently seems to call,
Mother Natures beauty of all surroundings,
This is what moves me most of all.
Not of that sports car parked in the drive,
Or the diamond upon your hand,
I don’t seem to care for the fancy things in life,
For they’re not things that I demand.
A friendship is a great gift to have,
A smile and someone’s love,
For those are the things that move me most,
The gifts given from God up above.
So when you feel that you’ve been short changed,
On all the things that life has to give,
Just think of all that you’ve been given so far,
Know that your life’s worth all that you live.
Georg
Your Poetic Write Speaks Of Life Appreciation & This Is Beautiful
Much Love & Blessings of Happiness Always
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Now if that isn't a "sign" I don't know what is! Your poetry is consistently GOOD!
Beautiful reminder of the most important things
Wee been given in life!
Brilliant write I love it!
Peace Love and Light.....Yolie..Morning Star
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Wonderful poem with a great message!!! Thank you!!!
Sandie Angel :o)
God bless you my friend.
HUGS! SC
The older I get, the more I seem to do that, and by far, the simple things in life, are truly the best.