Wednesday, March 11, 2015


by Cheryl Merrick

Gazing out my window,
        Seeing the morning sunlight
       Shining through white blossoms and fresh new leaves,
I exclaim , “What could be more beautiful!”
Then one morning, cool, heavily green,
Full of the promise of a summer day,
I sigh, “Nothing could be better than this!”

The days become crisp,
Glowing with gold and crimson.
Overcome with richness, 
I affirm , “This is the years greatest moment!”
Til the mountains, glistening white,
Glow pink in the fading winter light,
I whisper, “What could be more glorious!”
Then as the world becomes new once more,
I fall in love again,
Proclaiming, “What could be more beautiful!”

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