Beautiful
Like the wind blows on trees
I feel like new
when I feel the breeze
the feeling just grew
I spread my hands to the sky
to touch the clouds
I raise them high
and scream out loud.
My soul feels free
when I am with mother
in her field of lilies
nothing there to bother.
The moment is sweet
quiet and peaceful
so don't make a peep
watch it be beautiful.
-JG, 2010