I watch.
I watch a bird fly from its nest.
I watch a mother tell her daughter which way's best.I see.
I see magic being made.
I see a spark of imagination never fade.I look.
I look at a young man give a girl his heart.
I look at their future beginning at the start.I watch a young girl grow to great things.
I see the oceans in her eyes, and
I look at the ways her heart can sing.I watch as it ends.
I look at what's in front of me, and
I see it all, through the frame of my camera lens.

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That Poetry Book
PoetryThis book is a compilation of all original poetry written by me (unless otherwise stated). The poems inside range from love to nature to sports, and everything in between. I'm going to try to incorporate as many genres as possible. This is the firs...