He looked all around…
What did he see?
His life looked like a junkyard…
Everywhere he looked.
Things fall apart…
Least they did for him.
His life looked like a junkyard…
He tried not to look.
So he looked for the good…
And there was a lot of good to see.
That is where he built his life…
And he waited for the new fruit.
I want some of the new fruit too!
ReplyDeleteGreat shot...love the double orb and the sunlight brightly shining
~smile~ ... wonderful write and I rather like that photo ... the sun kind of offers the hope ...
ReplyDeleteVery good write, Jacob!!
ReplyDeleteI like the contrast between the first lines and the last ones... Excellent change of attitude... beautiful photo!
ReplyDeleteYour words reminds me that I once attended a conference, the speaker said something like this "change your perception, the attention shifts; this is how to change your life".
ReplyDeleteThose junkyards always seem to have a few suspicious cars laying around. Interesting photo and loved the poem. Junkyards can only get better and you have put it in a very good way.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE the words that paint a picture of a hard won perspective.
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