Life's Simple Things

[Debbie]

<center>Life's simple things mean more to me

As I grow older, most are free.

A gull's white wings against blue sky,

Laughter of children passing by.

Fragrance of flowers on the breeze,

The taste of fruit, fresh from the trees.

A cardinal, from window seen,

Band music from the village green,

The pungent scent of new-mown hay,

Lemonade on an August day.

In Autumn trees of red and gold,

Then Christmas stories often told.

The smell of wood smoke on the air;

Savory mince pies made with care.

Each day presents some new delight,

Some simple scene to thrill my sight;

A pleasant sound, a perfume seet,

the flavor of a love-made treat.

Such little things as these I prize,

And thank God as I close my eyes

Each night that He, in mercy brings

To me the joy of simple things.</center>

Author--Alice J Christianson

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I LOVE this poem Debbie, thanks for posting it!!

Many hugs and hope too,
Tammie