W,G
Wonderful Gift.
Sitting in the shade of the willow tree
sunbeams sneaking to peak at me.
The songbird singing to its hearts delight
The beds of flowers a wonderful sight.
The crashing waves against the rocks by the sea.
What a wonderful gift was given to me.
For seeing and hearing and smelling I've found
aware of creation and audible sound
and colour sensations the feeling I'm free.
What a wonderful gift was given to me.
Copyright © Patricia Lawton | Year Posted 2016
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