Spring Beauty
Feel the cool breeze.
I love the way
The sun shines on a sunny day
and how the wind blows my hair
all over my face.
The daffodils in their beauty
the monarch butterfly in her glory
as the bright orange wings
blur while the songbird sings
his pretty song
about the day. I walk away, and then along
the path I climb a tree.
Is this what its like to be truly free?
I see its leaves, and their splendor
I climb down the tree.
I am in wonder, as
I cannot believe the blossoms
are growing already.
I stand on my tip-toes
and get one from there, put it in my hair
I am blessed to be here, for now I see
All the beauty God has made for me.