Tears of Joy

These tears of joy filling my eyes are produced by a November rain with a northern breeze flowing through my hair, keeping me moving forward with no despair. The sun is high up in the sky casting out shadows underneath the tree's,with birds flying high up in the sky for me to see. There's flowers that smell so sweet that it nearly knocks me off my feet. As the shapes of the shadows start to descend with the midnight moon sending peace throughout the land, I'm now remembering that it was one hand that brought about this peace giving us more room to grow and cross over through the field of clover ,with just enough room to cross over. And with enough love to last us through another day as beautiful and blessef as it was today. And now that you are in my mind I know that everything will be fine.