Beauty at Play- a poem

Photos by Bestie, Debbie and Retm

The sky reminds me every day…

there’s so much beauty that’s at play.

The clouds that go on floating by…

and birds that hover round and fly.

While walking in the woods, I feel…

there’s nothing that it couldn’t heal.

The shimmering pond and towering trees…

will always put my soul at ease.

Retm