BEAUTY
Like winds blowing across a summer dream.
An old tree with fruit to share,
A swan gliding on top of a stream,
A dandelion floating in the air.

Like leaves wilting and falling from a tree,
A daisy and a honey bee.
Rain drops falling one by one,
The clouds saluting only the sun.

These are all things we tend never to enjoy,
Until it's to late.
Things we look past and forget to appreciate.

So take time out.
to stop and stare, to remember the beauty
that is always there.

Jessica Fabiano