The World Is So Beautiful

By Sophie Mollett

What is life? If not for daring,
What is love? If not for caring,
The aging time scrapes the bone,
The longing wait beside the phone.

The endless tears of joyful fear,
The hugs of those you hold dear.
The beaming toddler grin of cheek,
The giggles of hide and seek.

What is fear? If not for living,
What is passion? If not for singing,
The graceful steps, the words unspoken,
The grieving wait as you lay broken.

The crinkling of a newspaper,
The smell of fresh coffee.
The sunlight through the window,
The rippling of the water
As the river begins to flow.

The world is so beautiful,
How many of you see it?

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