Inside my window I sat, peering in is my outside view. Watching me in stare, knowing I hate its flair. As it continues its peek, I retreat to my wheels.
Roll the freak out sight, to a beautiful view of might. As I sat watching in joy, I camera flash to enjoy. With my image of beauty fixed, I retreat back home mixed.
I enter my window again, flash out my stored scene, of beauty mend. In jealousy fighting the transmit, my window view loved it. So I snapped it to picture, took it on my next departure. There we both were, enjoying a true beauty pure.
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Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on May 23, 2004
beautiful {{{GEM{}}}}}
When we learn to enjoy the real beauty is surface deep.
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on May 23, 2004
I enjoyed “The View” given by you, Poet. Thank you for sharing it.
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When we learn to enjoy the real beauty is surface deep.
~ Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu ~
Beautiful Write Grady!!
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