I went for a walk with my love <br />down to an old vacant lot she took me <br />littered, and broken up <br />it made me sad, <br />made me think of myself <br /> <br />I asked why she took me there <br />she silently smiled <br />and took my hand <br />led me to a place <br /> <br />The pavement was cracked <br />the ground heaped with garbage <br />old and new <br />near a makeshift shelter <br />that some one had left <br /> <br />She kissed my tears away <br />told me to smile <br />when I asked why <br />she told me to open my eyes <br />leaving me confused <br /> <br />she said to look at the beauty <br />surrounding us <br />then began to point <br /> <br />the doorway of the crude shack <br />was open, and the was a spiderweb <br />moist with the morning dew <br />small dropp formed at it ran down <br />and it was beautiful <br /> <br />A few feet away <br />there was a daffodil <br />growing, thriving <br />despite the battered tarmac <br />through which it found a way <br />standing tall and proud <br />as well it should <br />and it was beautiful <br /> <br />Just then we looked up <br />and what did we see <br />a blue jay landing atop the roof <br />and began singing it's song <br /> <br />The sun was rising <br />peaking over the horizon <br />painting it red, orange, <br />yellow, and even violet <br />the sky was it's canvas <br />and it was beautiful <br /> <br />She took me home <br />pointing at many other things <br />while we strolled home <br />when we got there <br />I thanked her <br />told her she was beautiful <br /> <br />she stood me in front a mirror <br />telling me to find the beauty <br />there we stood for many long minutes <br />I looked, I saw, I contemplated <br />the sorrow carved into my features <br />the gentle wonder in my eyes <br />the scars life has left upon me <br />and it was beautiful<br /><br />Angela Davis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/finding-beauty/
