When you come to the end of a perfect day,
And you sit alone with your thought,
While the chimes ring out with a carol gay
For the joy that the day has brought,
Do you think what the end of a perfect day
Can mean to a tired heart,
When the sun goes down with a flaming ray,
And the dear friends have to part?
Well, this is the end of a perfect day,
Near the end of a journey, too;
But it leaves a thought that is big and strong,
With a wish that is kind and true.
For mem’ry has painted this perfect day
With colors that never fade,
And we find at the end of a perfect day
The soul of a friend we’ve made.
This weeks photo challenge is abstract. I found four subjects which I think qualify. Tell me what you think. I may need your help on the last one.
The first one is the sun’s rays on the water and reflecting on the sandy bottom.
Number two is of a growth (parasite?) we came across on a downed tree.
The third one was taken on our flight to Mexico at 35,000 feet of a frozen body of water over Arkansas. This is my frozen dragon!
Now for number four. This was floating in front of our dock. I must say it really spooked the grand kids, and it had me very curious. I think it is part of a root to an aquatic plant. Readers, help me out on this one.
There you have it. I must admit this was a bit of fun trying to come up with the unusual. Hope you enjoy them.