iroamalone Poetry (1)

I sit and watch, the clouds go by..

I often ponder, the reasons why..

Why can I see things, that others dont..

Is it because they cant, or because they just wont..

Why cant they see, beauty and love..

As it was given, from God above..

Our lives were made, simple, tidy, and neat..

Why is it so many, give up and yell defeat..

He gives us eyes, that we may see..

What he plans, and wishes to be..

He gives us hearts, that we may find love..

He gives us minds, to create our dreams of..

Our hearts,bodies,souls,and mind..

Forever interlocked, and forever intertwined..