Reflections

What arouses the soul or better fits,
the sight of daisies in full bloom?
The sun shining in a window with stint –
enough to light the room.

What captures the essence of pure joy,
like the smell of honeysuckle in spring?
Fields grown over with buttercups, or –
the peace that summer and fall bring.

What mends the heart much faster than,
the years of living with pain and strife?
Reading so many pages of poetry –
the reflections that matter in life.

Copyright © 1998
Written:  1/20/1998