In Love With Life

Far from callous, cold, and dreary

I love life and all that it brings

seeds, and blooms,  

maiden plumes

cactus thick upon the rock

but filled with life

where bees will walk

pears that hold their branches high

and fruit that falls when it is nigh

from every glade and every gale

in every weather, storm and hail

there's something magical

this way comes

like birds of feather

when they're home.