Taste of Home

Introverted Sage

I believe in cool breezes in the morning.
Gently waking us
with the fragrance of the garden surrounding our home.
The birds singing in play.
Enjoying the fresh food and bird bath we put out last night.
The world is quiet, just the songs of Nature audible.
As we stretch to get up - we ask ourselves as we have everyday
How we were so blessed to find this place.
We have known no truer peace.
The serenity of this area is beyond compare.
Is it beauty or Love in the air.
Happy is an understatement
Home is where we are.
To find this kind of love
Is once in a lifetime.
We've waited for this our entire lives.

~Odalys M.~

  • Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 30th, 2023 01:08
  • Category: Love
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