Beauty and music, sunshine and light,
the wings of a dove softly rustling in flight.
The smell of the morning after summers rain,
crackling campfires and bubbling champagne.
Voices of children singing songs of praise,
the evening mist and long autumn days.
The changing of seasons, a moment of prayer,
goosebumps and laughter, my favorite chair.
Being lost in a moment, the voice of a friend,
being held in a hug I hope never ends.
The way my cheeks feel coming in from the cold,
the softness of hands as they begin to grow old.
Sincerity and honesty, faith, hope, and love,
knowing that God is somewhere above.
The presence of angels, a wonderful dream,
having a bowl of my favorite ice cream.
Snuggles and cuddles and soft babies feet,
that fleeting moment my house is tidy and neat.
Sweet memories to cherish, tears of sadness and joy,
pictures in albums, my childhood toy.
Sharing a secret, shouting out loud,
laying back in the sun, guessing shapes in the clouds.
Rain on the rooftop, silence so still,
meadows and forests, lacy frost on the sill.
The power of prayer, uninterrupted sleep,
making a promise I know I will keep.
Sitting and thinking of my favorite things,
like cupcakes and flowers and angels wings.
The innocent sweetness of loves first kiss,
and penning my thoughts to a page like this.
Crystal R. Cook