The Fifty Cent Tour

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Crossing Over

rene~2009

the old birch had fallen
a sad thing, many of the townsfolk had said
something once so tall and majestic
now laid down so low
but the children...
they saw it differently
the old birch had changed, yes
but into a wonderful thing
it had simply become a bridge

Peace ~ Rene

9 comments:

  1. Ah, sweet perspective. If any two things save is world it will be love and perspective. And humor...

    Cheers,

    Casey

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  2. gotta love how children see the world...with possibility in their eyes...

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  3. Like so many things, it's all in how you look at it.

    Pearl

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  4. Thanks for reading! Though I don't get much time to comment I really do appreciate it.

    Peace ~ Rene

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  5. I usually cry when I see a big, grand tree fall but this gives it new breath! Very nice Rene.
    jj

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  6. Everything serves a purpose!

    I like the theme of this.

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  7. i LOVE branches and trunks across water. there is something so satisfying about it.

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  8. that child like wonder! Ahhh. We all need some of that, don't we?

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