SOBERING THOUGHT II

The morning dew dripping gently
Of the leaves,
The fragrance of a white rose
As the petals open,
The cry of a newborn baby
At birth,
A ray of sunshine glistening
Through the midday clouds,
A rainbow sparkling after the rain.

The toothless smile of
An innocent toddler,
A twinkle of hope
In the eyes of a child,
The luscious taste of fruit
After being warmed by the sun,
The joy upon the face
Of one receiving a gift,
The relaxed emotions of one
Who is sedated by the calm.
The moonlight glittering upon dark waters.