Looking At Pictures Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting at the table, looking at pictures my friend took
while in Australia makes me a little sad, although very
grateful for having had a chance to look at them.

Australia is a very beautiful place, pictures looking at
me, houses piled up alongside the water's edge, looking
beautiful as they lap up all the fantastic scenery.

Misty eyed, several dozen times, feeling in my heart what
I would never see in person, pictures taken with me in mind,
showing beyond time all the wonder that was experienced
by my friend.

Thankful for having seen Australia through my friend's
eyes, brings some peace because now I've at least seen
some piece of it.