Sweet Things

When happy seems just out of reach and life seems bare of benefits,

chase sweet things.

When what you had slipped far away, dreams replaced….reality, when what you’d lost is what you see,

chase sweet things.

A lazy day in a wood canoe, catching blue eyes across a room, talks that cause a love to bloom,

chase sweet things.

The comradery of friends, the chitter-chatter of the wren, a waterfall, a mountain view,

chase sweet things.

A moon that hangs in darkened skies, the brightness lights my thirsty eyes, when days go on and nights fly by,

chase sweet things

A golden drive through raining leaves, an autumn walk and autumn breeze, a mountain climb makes sadness flee,

chase sweet things.

Chase sweet things.

A sweet thing

Published by Rhonda Gunn

I am still discovering who I am. But one thing is sure, I am made in His image and in Jesus Christ I have my life, my being, my future.

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