Trees giving shelter to birds as they preen
And I say to no one in particular
How peaceful it seems
I see my husband's face smiling
Holding my cat so beguiling
And I say to no one in particular
Someone's missing and I'm sighing
I see a child of five, happy and alive
Then a child of twenty struggling to survive
And I say to no one in particular
God touch his heart so to You he may strive
A music director full of passion from within
And I say to no one in particular
How blessed my life has been
I see children unpacking and unzipping
Then quietly sitting, hands folded and listening
And I say to no one in particular
Pinch me, I must be dreaming!
I see words on the screen describing my mind's truancy
A poem taking shape, with just the right touch of fluency
And I say to no one in particular
What a happy state of lunacy!
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