Watching Beauty Of Nature Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking along the shore, thinking of days gone by, the joy
once had with friends and family, times we shared, body
surfing, picking up shells and just sitting, thinking.

Watching the beauty of nature as it's waves gently rise and
fall, silently crashing upon the shore, being slowly taken
back within it's depths.

Only to return again and again while being in front of it's
wonder and awe, compliments of God, alone, a place to sit
and contemplate His generosity to all of us on earth.