I found a pocket watch by white seashores.
The tarnished sheen of olden gold told tales.
It told of many brightened times of lore.
It told of darkened pasts of life and death.
A clue, the heart of love and kindness quietly speaks.
Inside the loosened cover of the watch
The photo of a faded rose quite weak
Indeed, it's hidden in an obscure notch.
The deepened scratches told of war-like fighting.
A memoir showing slowly failing clockwork
It's just a simple time piece that's inviting.
A help to all that doesn't judge our quirks.
I see no reason for this wasted timepiece
But time will wait for nothing, even peace
Pink is the color of hibiscuses, rosy with embarrassment, yet as sweet as peaches.
Red is the color of roses, heated with excitement, but rowdy as a party.
Orange is the color of pumpkins, shy as a butterfly, and gentle as the wind for the setting sun.
Yellow is the color of lemons, happy as can be, yet as warm as the noon sun.
Green is the color of leaves, curious as a child, but bitter as defeat.
Blue is the color of blueberries, calm as water, and cool as the ocean winds.
Purple is the color of plums, mysterious like magic, yet commanding like a king.
Black is the color of shade from the sun, indifferent as a shadow, but as cool as
I found a pocket watch by white seashores.
The tarnished sheen of olden gold told tales.
It told of many brightened times of lore.
It told of darkened pasts of life and death.
A clue, the heart of love and kindness quietly speaks.
Inside the loosened cover of the watch
The photo of a faded rose quite weak
Indeed, it's hidden in an obscure notch.
The deepened scratches told of war-like fighting.
A memoir showing slowly failing clockwork
It's just a simple time piece that's inviting.
A help to all that doesn't judge our quirks.
I see no reason for this wasted timepiece
But time will wait for nothing, even peace
Pink is the color of hibiscuses, rosy with embarrassment, yet as sweet as peaches.
Red is the color of roses, heated with excitement, but rowdy as a party.
Orange is the color of pumpkins, shy as a butterfly, and gentle as the wind for the setting sun.
Yellow is the color of lemons, happy as can be, yet as warm as the noon sun.
Green is the color of leaves, curious as a child, but bitter as defeat.
Blue is the color of blueberries, calm as water, and cool as the ocean winds.
Purple is the color of plums, mysterious like magic, yet commanding like a king.
Black is the color of shade from the sun, indifferent as a shadow, but as cool as
It's back! With the goal of bringing a little cheer to patients in the hospital during the holiday season, the deviantART Holiday Card Project connects deviants from around the world and applies their tremendous artistic abilities in designing and creating uplifting holiday cards.
In past years, the Project has received more than 5,000 cards sent in by more than 1,000 deviants from 50 different countries/political regions. Cards were then divvied up and distributed in-person by deviantART members to local Los Angeles, CA hospitals, with additional cards given to various hospitals in the U.S. and abroad for hospital staff members to hand out