See,Hear,Feel

SEE,HEAR,FEEL Through a babbling brook running over rounded stones. Sounds of a bird chirping in a nest high above. The crying of a baby wolf deep in the woods. A dead tree crackling as it falls to the ground. The blue sky filled with white blustery clouds. Sun shining through the trees as golden rays. The things I hear,see and feel each day. Being happy is why my heart feels this way. Teresa Skyles