I record the world
To share what I have seen
And as I share
I often find
The moments missed
While I recorded
Like a beautiful smile
Meant for me alone

I record the world
To share what I have seen
And as I share
I often find
The moments missed
While I recorded
Like a beautiful smile
Meant for me alone
Dawn already
Come and gone
First sun reflects
From wintry throne
Beneath the glow
Of cloudless sky
I hold my grief
In chill repose
The magic light
Has challenged woes
Soon comes the smile
Upon the sigh
Wry or pained, OK
Irony works
It can lead to a chuckle
In a chuckle
There is often a laugh
And in a laugh, sometimes a guffaw
In a city of
Greys and dust
And muted blues
A young smile
Comes to me
“Take my picture”
She says
Then stands there
Happy and poised
In vivid red