Zebras scattered among the savanna grass
It made for a dizzying pattern for the approaching lioness
Giving her pause as to which way to attack
Zooming through the waving foliage, she struck out
And only managed to slap at a tail as what it was attached to scrambled away
Giving chase, her pride managed to finally take one down as the rest of the dazzle escaped
Notching her knife with a file, Katy smiled
It would make sure the slice would catch right there
Causing her to pause in her butchery
Knowing she wanted to savor Jim’s demise and not make it go by too quickly
Stars send speeding photons flying through the nothingness
To land blissfully on my eyes as I look heavenward
Awestruck at the age of the light that graced me
Realizing a small chunk of ancient history
Looking at a place that might not exist anymore
It causes me to pause, wondering what I am casting into the void around me
Giving life to something that will outlast my stay in this universe
Hoping that someone will gaze upon that something and be inspired
To create their own light and cast it into the unknown
The enormity of the situation was not lost on Joy.
It made everyone around her pause and take notice of how bad it was getting
Nothing in her life had prepared her for what was to come
Yet the feel of her baby daughter’s hand wrapped around her finger gave her hope.
The storm crashed through the valley
Heaving tree branches and debris to-and-fro
Until there seemed to a charged pause
Negative particles madly dash from sky to ground
Determined to find a place to rest
Except that outbreak from the heavens causes heated air to flee the scene
Resulting in colder air to rush in and clap at the drama of it all
Cold hands touched his back
He couldn’t help himself. He flinched.
It broke the moment, and after an awkward pause she left
Leaving him alone with only half his plans for the night
Luckily Netflix wasn’t as judgey
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Giving thanks is an everyday event
Really it should be moment to moment
At least we set a day aside to remind us to do so
Tempering the hectic pace of life
Enabling friends and family a moment to pause
For every day is truly a gift, each sunrise a blessing
Until that sun doesn’t rise for you anymore
Long may you live and be …
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Perhaps it was time to just quit
Amber decided that didn’t feel right
Unless she really wanted to give up, and that wasn’t her
So she put the saxophone away and folded up her music stand
Eleven minutes of practice still counted for something. There was always tomorrow
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Being soulless wasn’t difficult
Especially when you pretended to care
And the world was happy about that
Still, it made Marcus pause, his hands covered in red
That maybe the world was pretending too
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Yielding to social pressure
Eveline agreed after a slightly awkward pause
She could break the engagement after the Jumbotron turned away
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