She once said
It’s a glad to be alive day
I know what she meant
Today with blue skies
Warm air and gentle breeze
Birds joyfully twittering in the trees
Beckoning the world to arise
To see the wonder of a bright new day
All this to the musical score
Of the leaves softly rustling
An owl hooting along to the melody
Of this natural remedy
To life’s stresses and strains
I know what she meant
When she tried to convey
The euphoria of it being
A glad to be alive day.