Running into the distance is
a journey unfolding.
Like the film on a camera reel
Each picture adding its own
tint to the masterpiece.
For each generation has to make
their own stamp in this world.
A uniqueness that each person brings to the table.
Shining their own spark of light
amongst the shadows.
That sometimes may feel ever surrounding.
But even then the light still shines bright,
With others twinkling alongside.
By Carole Farish © September 2009
Dusk gently falls across the sky
As the swallows glide to and fro
Making patterns that fade away
As the whisps of clouds dissolve
Stars begin to twinkle in the darkening sky
Like specks of light illuminating the
The moon shines down casting shadows
Carole Farish © July 2010