Poem: Eye of the Beholder

Traveling for the day job gave me opportunities to bring my writer/poet out.   

 

Eye of the Beholder

Dust turns to gold

weeds flower in beauty, 

Words kiss the ears

death bares its freedom

wherefore, unfortunate is

seen anew.

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