FACES IN THE WATER
By myself as I am sitting beneath the warm, rising sun,
There exists a slight, cool, morning breeze around me.
Watch I do as the tall, dancing, trees stand high above,
Rays from the sunshine through the branches of leaves.
What surrounds me this day is taken for granted beauty,
The quiet is an always wanted gift that will never go away.
The calm pond water rests around me while I think and dream,
When I look down to find my reflection I see not me but that of other days.
My thoughts take me to yesterday, far, far, away as if it were today,
The water is quite still now like clear, shiny, glass, I drift off like a dream.
Faces in the water, clearly I can see with memories faces in the water,
Days of old, friends scattered with time are seen floating in the sun.