Life's Hidden Treasures
8 February, 2008
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)
When the daylight sky turns
From blue to white to grey
The clouds obscure the truth
of that, which hides beneath
The darkness mutes the colors
From red to grey to black
The night obscures the truth
The true colors hide beneath
When the body gains some weight
From the hunger, need and stress
The size obscures the truth
Of the beauty hidden beneath
Comments on this poem/writing:
|shiloh (18.104.22.168) -- Friday, February 8 2008, 03:03 am|
all too often people judge others by the cover, not caring to look to see what is on the pages inside, thereby missing the opportunity to enjoy the person and the experience of knowing the peson they judge visually and all to much in haste. society today puts 'way too much stress on beauty - rare is the commercial or tv series or the pageant that includes average looks as the headliners... beauty is, after all, only skin deep. what lies deeper is far more valuable. hollywood be damned - it ain't real there at all.
|Meridian (22.214.171.124) -- Friday, February 8 2008, 07:11 pm|
Oh, very expressive! Oh my goodness. This must be a new category too... Although I've never experienced what you have, I completely understand. It's like an addiction. It's easy to say: "I just have to gain control over my nemesis(addiction) - However, doing it isn't always as easy".
Lovely Lady R!!
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