Sunday, April 6, 2014

Perspective
For those celebrating birthdays
   young, vital and alive:
The sun is glorious
     the wind is bracing
        birds are singing
as clouds scuttle by.
But for those in mourning
the day is gray and quiet
  with desolation
    and disappointment
filling the air.
Seemingly, the world will never to be
    as it once was.
Until with time
    it is,
      of course.

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