Spendid sky, splendid day.
Spendid rainbows along my way.
Inspired and in awe, I looked only up, yet then
I noticed as I looked back down, that I missed the
most wonderful part of it all.
I saw a little bird reminiscing with a friend.
They were both talking to each other in birdie language
as if they were chatting about good ole times again and again.
They were happy, never blue,
feeling the sun, and the wind,
and the day, which was lovely, and i in love with nature, became so pleased,
because in life and in nature, I lovingly see, what matters.
When we can share kindness and love, it all matters.
This is my fifth time trying to post a comment. I guess if you're determined, anything can be successful. :)This poem is as wholesome and pure as the hand that wrote it. I love it! The scene, or stage, the essence and the spirit of it's content. So many of us today are so busy with life and issues, and every day woes... we miss it on a daily. Not just the heavenly glory...;) but so much more. A few birds playing, a butterfly making it's final flight, a few bees on their way to spawn. Even more plain as the sun... a loved one who worries or wonders, ponders or seek answers in direct eye sight, and we never see it.
ReplyDeleteThank you Naomi's Peoms, it's almost as beautiful as you are...
A Great day to ya! ;)