You could have been a beautiful soft-spoken song.
A wonderful view of a snowy mountain fawn.
A sunset off a smooth coastal calm.
A sunrise bursting it's light upon a spring flowers a colorful delight.
The fresh mountain air, on a morning after a seasonal rain in a northwest dew.
The rainbow in the spring between the sunshine and the rain.
A hymn that touches the soul and makes even the strongest of men weep.
In a picture of a palace, with golden steps surrounded by heavenly angels.
The smile upon my face, as I watched you as a child.
The lead horse running across the field and up the hill, a galloping thrill.
A beautiful sunny day, that warms up all things to make them happy and gay.
For you could have been anything beautiful, and you are.
My youngest child of three.
For I truly love you, for your everything beautiful to me.
I love you Zalia
Copyright@March 2010 MaryMMcShirley/Kilker