When the sunlight pours through evergreen leaves, When a cool breeze whispers gently through the trees, When birdsong rings in a morning sky of blue, When my feet land on soft grass covered with dew, I think that I’m in Eden. When my mother’s arms wrap me in a warm embrace,
This is a beautiful poem, Becky. Thank you for sharing and I hope you share more. This carried a message I truly enjoyed and needed this week.