Thoughts and Views

Monica Mata, Contributing Artist

It was a windy and gloomy day,
With not much light,
But it was the perfect day.

I wasn’t moving
Frozen I stayed by the view.

Millions of thoughts through my mind
A faint voice I heard
At a distance
My father calling out my name

I was alone
Admiring the view
Searching for him through his voice

I saw a flashback of my childhood
A tear or two dropped

A hint of sadness
Inner peace

My mind saw a rainy, beach day
My eyes focused to the wind and gloom