I live high in the Ozark trees
Where golden pine tree warblers perch on high
And bird songs run rampant through tall tree tops
I live up close where I can meet the ancient sky trees
Adorned by white summer clouds floating by
Hallowed tree-framed windows to the top of the world
Where song birds build their nesting homes
Feed and care for their young
And newborns learn to fly
Leaving home to find their own home
Parents don’t wait for their return
Even in old age —
Nature has truly completed its work —
I live among new beginnings!
OK – I am taking that last line to heart – I need to remember to live among new beginnings – wonderful, wonderful, Joanie! K
Hello my dear Kathleen! So glad you stopped by — thank you for your kind words! I too have to remember to keep looking for ways to meet new goals and to allow myself to become who I am NOW! Take good care, Kathleen! -j