I live for a glimpse
A painting
Or stunning work of art
A breathtaking sunset
Or a beautiful shooting star
The sights of the city lights
The sight of lightning and the sounds when the thunder drums
The beats of the pattering rain, gathering in puddles, a rhythmic strum
The bright colors on those crisp fall days
Or the way the snow sits as it freshly lays
How the clouds reflect on a lake that is serene
Or the way children's eyes look, curious and oddly keen.
To most these moments go unfavored and frequently unseen
But these moments create my world, to me they make my life worth living