Thinking of a Summers first day

a beautiful bird that alights on my hand

a ripple sent out from a stone cast into a pool

a defiant Rose risen out of the snow

when Winter grips the land

the cry of a child leaving the womb

kiss of raindrops upon my face

Moonbeams at play on the walls

of my darkened bedroom

hatred forever by love displaced

a brave smile on the lips

of someone struggling to live

a hero returning home from war

someone who donates more

than they can afford to give

because of you

these are the kind of thoughts

my heart needs to store