Glad to be Alive Today
Whispers of pink, glide into view, on airwaves of a magical sunset
Glimpses of orange, which uplifts my spirit, gives me an angel peek
Of a glorious end to the day’s fantastic beginning; trees darken softly
I breathe a sigh of release; there is a tiny white violet at my feet.
I dare not move my sandal, for fear of crushing this feeling of awe
Cotton clouds spread across in a frothy stream aid the sun into bed.
God's pretty sky makes me glad to be alive today.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019