Monday, March 7, 2011

You

The sun smiles, its rays caresses my face
it brightens my countenance
and my whole being lights up
but there is more to it than that

The butterflies flutter with such grace
decorating the fields with their beauty
flying carefree and am enjoying it
but there is more to it than that

The wind blows sweetly against my back
its arms around me
I am loving its gentle embrace
but there is more to it than that

The birds call out as they take flight
their formation is a wonderful sight to behold
I take pleasure in it and stare
but there is more to it than that

The more is because of a gift
The more is because of a joy
The more is because of a love
The more is because of a pleasure
The more is all because of You,
and I am grateful.

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