CHOSEN RECALL...
Oh, how the deep-blue sparkles,
Sunlight glistening atop each wave—
And eagerly does she store it all up
As a vivid memory she yearns to save...
To keep it for times this winter
When she’s far, far, away...
And feels the need to reach out
For a change from a blustery day.
Then, shift of mood comes softly,
As her thoughts return to that scene,
Filling her soul with the peaceful sense
Of such beauty, once more being seen....
written 1998
