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.