You are just the breeze

that delights the trees

You are the heaven

that brings the rain

and then nurtures

life with a prize again and again.

You are human eyes

that can dispel

the kind of love

that warms our

very own might.

Oh- you are majestic,

in life you carry

such delightful angelic eyes.

Keep the glow

that is in you right now, under the snow,

Keep the truth and grow until you're old,

like my 95 year old friend who looked at me lovingly again,

with a glow that overflowed.

It is that glow that to me matters most.

-all these poems are created to me with divine love, this picture however is the art of someone else's flowering craft but I just had to place it here for it is such beautiful delightful art.