sun is shining
clouds are floating
sky is brightly blue
little bird perched
on a branch
sings a song of you
cool breeze through
the open door
softly wafting in
lovely day
no sign of grey
ready to begin
in the air
hope is there
floating on the breeze
bird takes flight
now out of sight
up above the trees
all alone
no one around
drinking in the day
soaking in
the lovely sun
watching lizards play
simple things
surround me here
in this quiet place
i gather strength
as i rest
in your arms of grace
c2009 Lorenda Houston
