…joy on the faces of children, the love in the eyes of a dog
The flames as they dance in the fireplace, peeking out from the spaces in logs,
The wave as it breaks on the shoreline, the wind as it sings through the tree
The truest of feelings bestowed on our hearts, the best things in life are quite free.
No price of admission for our minds and our eyes, yet still a small tab for our time,
The hours and the minutes fall out of life’s purse, in an orderly manner sublime.
Remember sun’s glint on a mountain’s…
By James Geehring