Poetry in sight...(bear-break-blip)

an eye was drawn,
one year ago today,
it captured much sadness,
sorrow and dismay,

there is a funny thing,
that I sometimes say,
these eyes we rarely notice,
in night and in the day,

a thing we must remember,
not everything is grey,
all we need is good-old-time,
for things to go 'our way'.

I hope this brings happiness,
to your world today,
and brightens up the little things,
on this windy Saturday.

~Gail Kidby~

Happy Weekend :)

more bears tomorrow ...