| The View |
| by Truman Der (another one of those poems i did sometime ago....actually this one was way bak in middle school .... hehe) |
| All the things around us were so quiet. Everyone seemed to get along and was so peaceful because of the great view. The view could be seen because of the sunlight focusing on the image in time. We thought the day was going to be beautiful. But, everything that seemed to be beautiful won't always be quiet because most things will change in time. In a matter of fact, things won't always be peaceful because depending on wherever sunlight hits, it was where you saw the view. What we saw as the view might be beautiful to someone else depending on the amount of sunlight given off. But, the view told a lot of information like how quiet it was, how peaceful it was, and during what time. When the time was right, the view would have come and would have been peaceful. When it's peaceful, we knew it was a beautiful afternoon. When we were all calm, we were all quiet and warm because of the sunlight. When the sunlight disappeared, it was time for nature to become quiet, and for our view to become even more beautiful and peaceful. When nature became peaceful, the warming sunlight made objects look beautiful. But, within our time out there, the view might not be repeating itself by being quiet. |
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