There are moments,
Some quiet, peaceful,
Others bright and vibrant,
I wish I could capture forevermore in my head,
Or print out to look at for eternity.
Simple things, like the delicate petals of a lily in the grey dawn light,
Or more complex, like my family's faces smiling back at me.
I love to look up through the trees at noon,
Just as the sun streams though the leaves perfectly,
The best pictures, I do have,
Dear to me,
The sun over the ocean,
Ideas, reminders, and the like.
I love being alive, celebrating the little moments,
And I love my pen, for letting my thoughts flow across the page,
For letting me express myself,
For helping me save the little moments.