Moments in Denmark.
11.09.16
It was a cold Danish autumn
and my fingers felt each degree
almost numbing each hand
till they were close to a freeze.
But I choose to feel the warmth
and marvel at a snowflake's art
soak in the sights and sounds
and hold each memory to heart,
like food which tasted like home
and the laughter in the air
the smiles of the little ones
and each word spoken in loving care.
Now I see the beauty of moments,
insignificant as they may seem;
as long as the sum of it all is love,
there will always be good in between.
*Written after my trip to Denmark.
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