Beauty

The beauty that surrounds me

is pleasing to the eye,

like a breath of springtime,

beneath a clear blue sky.

Wild flowers bloom in their fields,

as birds sing their morning song,

Butterflies floating in the breeze,

as the crickets chirp along.

The sun reflects upon the lake,

it's waters pure and still,

the fishes swim in happiness,

and creatures drink their fill.

The grasses flutter in the wind,

as sunlight dries the dew,

but all this beauty can't compare

to the loveliness of you.

Paul Allen Rice