A friend comes home unnoticed. Her teenage son is busy with his mobile legend while her daughter doesn’t even know she’s home. In jest, I told her “Get a puppy, or dogs. At least you’ll be comforted that there is someone who is always happy to see you.”
I don’t know why I said that. I’m too insensitive I guess. Truthfully, no matter what, there will always be someone who will need you, love you, or want you. It doesn’t matter in what order. And as time goes by, every passing year, the order changes, for humans I think.
I just can’t think of a right graphic for that quote, so I used my dogs. After all, there is no better way to express unconditional love than citing a dog’s love. Well, just next to my mom’s love of course. Hey, I’m not saying my dogs are at par with her. Neither am I implying that I give more time to my dogs than her. And I know I’m guilty because I always give my dogs a treat every time I arrived home. My mom seldom receive anything from me when I see her. Inspite of that, I know she will always be someone who is happy to see me (just like them too) 🙂
I saw this photo on my friend Steph’s facebook page …in a split second I asked her if I can steal it. Well, that’s hyperbole but truthfully, this wonderful scenery stole my heart away. So i make a colorful collage out of that photo as i glanced at that beautiful scenery , an inspiration to create a wonderful poetry.
As she was driving on Vancouver highway on a beautiful Sunday morning, this scene didn’t escape her sight. Well, she instantly grab her phone and captured this scene.
Beautiful. How a simple photo can change someone’s day. It made her stop and made me smile. Life is beautiful . We just have to appreciate it.
Driving on life’s busy highway, obstructions sometimes give in. Preoccupied with so many things to do, so many goals to achieve and dreams to fulfill, we forgot to see the sky and just view the road within.
The changing colors of your sky depending on the season of your life. Sometimes nature brings out its natural colors but most of the time it changes depending on the bifocals of your sights..
The sky being blue when your heart is in raging red. The pastel colors that you see when someone tickles you with pink. Or is it being green when you remember that incident on that cold mountain spring?
The northern lights that never cease to amaze you, just like that love that always puzzles you.
The hues you’ll never knew unless you’ve got the courage to try something new.
So what is the color of your sky? Your favorite color that you’ll always see , as you paint it the way you see it.