‘Tis the feeling that brings thou thoughts in mid blue
Heaping on with thy beauty in the heart
Attending to the twittering, thunderous gulls
Catching a splash in the soft breeze
Turning into a song of angels flowing
As a spin of charm faces and follows
Jotting every moment as it counts and replenishes
Time falls in ‘til come and noon arriving more and more
The cry of little creatures that howl onward
Wishing this will not run so soon into a memory
But hoping for this to walk again and
Love and pray for all has happened will be with more