Plain and simple (August 19th sunset)
If I were a sunset where would you find me?
Over the ocean, on the beach of Hawaii?
Would you find me on the Florida coast;
Or the high prairies of Colorado?
Maybe behind a light house on the shores of Maine;
Where ever you find me, I am never the same…
The United Kingdom is always a glow;
And French Riviera, romantic you know;
You might find me in a forest peeking gently through the grove;
I know you have seen me in Belgium’s Heaven bliss;
I have shown through the Netherlands and the tulips night time mist;
But one place you will find me, majestic and proud,
Quiet and peaceful, sometime soft, sometimes screaming loud;
In the eyes of a beholder, the heart mind and soul
Saint George, Utah where her stories are told.
lindalu
Over the ocean, on the beach of Hawaii?
Would you find me on the Florida coast;
Or the high prairies of Colorado?
Maybe behind a light house on the shores of Maine;
Where ever you find me, I am never the same…
The United Kingdom is always a glow;
And French Riviera, romantic you know;
You might find me in a forest peeking gently through the grove;
I know you have seen me in Belgium’s Heaven bliss;
I have shown through the Netherlands and the tulips night time mist;
But one place you will find me, majestic and proud,
Quiet and peaceful, sometime soft, sometimes screaming loud;
In the eyes of a beholder, the heart mind and soul
Saint George, Utah where her stories are told.
lindalu
