Look Poem by Nicollette Washington

Look



stop and look:

at the flowers and trees wilting away as fall gets ready for winter and winter gets ready spring
at the moon going from cresent to wane to half to full, oh how bright it shines
at the child holding his mothers hand as is she was his bridge to the rest of the world

stop and look all around you
what do you see?

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