The Beauty of Life

The beauty of life,
lies in the ponds and streams,
that you walk by while you day dream.
It's in the chirping of every bird,
in the clouds that form above,
in the rain that cleanses the heart,
and the people who make you laugh

It's in the rain, the thunder, and the lightning bolt
in the warmth of the Sun, and the winter cold
in the darkness of the night, the howling of the wind
in the dancing daffodils and the river's steady flow
and the people who smile at you
when you learn to let go

It's in the trees that stand so tall,
in the childish spirit that lightens the heart,
in the songs our mothers sing,
and the nostalgia memories bring

It's in the gentle breeze and the starry sky,
in the loud extroverts and the introverts who are shy,
in the tears our fathers hide,
And the struggle before every goodbye