A friendly face not seen for too long a spell.
Bells from the nearby church fill the air.
Meadowlark’s nest-building to indwell.
While eagerly awaiting chicks hatching in there.
The crack of thunder and flash of lightning.
Twisting tree limbs are seen dancing in the light.
Raindrops splashing, soulfully enlightening.
While gazing into the night, with all my might.
God’s good grace, strong mind, body, and soul.
The love of my life who makes me feel sappy
as we go hand in hand on an evening stroll.
These things, and so much more, make me happy.
