The road lies before me There are gentle turns But the direction is straight The sky is clear with light streaks of clouds I catch a glimpse of a tiny black bug in the grass Bird songs are heard A few people go by I cherish this morning in spring. This pause in life’s activities is so welcome I sense the simplicity for which I yearn is within reach And I can be close to the one I love I am grateful for the blessing of this wonderful morning.
Poems of our journey