|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
|This poem inspires. Having worked at a nursing home, I understand the beauty to be offered at any age. I wish everyone did. Love the ending on this piece! Hugs,
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|Beauty is in the eye of the beholder...what one esteems to be trivial and insignificant another can find and open a whole new world. Lovely poem and so true...enjoyed.
|Reviewed by Arthur Tugman
|A delightful poem.
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|So many reasons why this can happen. Physical ailments, mental illness, low blood sugar, spiritual deception, differing personality types, bouts with gas, love askew, etc. Like snowflakes, we all seem the same from a distance, but up close we are all so very different. I especially liked the line: "the morning fog as a shroud of grey that settles in their soul" Very Nice! I felt this line like dew in my soul! Regards Richard|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|It is all a matter of perspective and what we do to respond to what is before us; indeed this has a lot of wisdom, Annette. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Lin Edwards (Reader)
|This is so true. A good write.|
|Reviewed by Karen Cino
|Excellent write with a wonderul perceptive on what people see.
|Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson
|Well written, perceptive poem!|
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|Wonderful write, Annette. You are so right about this. We all have different perspectives in looking at the same thing, as we are all unique.
Sandie May Angel aka Sandie Angel :o)