I feel a warm soft spring breeze on my face
and I think of you.
I think of your voice, as soft as the breeze,
as soft as a babies sigh,
and the warmth of your breath on my face
when I'm close to you.
And I smile.
I see the intricate fragil beauty of a snowflake from
a late winter snow as it falls on a spring flower
bursting from the ground and I think of you.
I think of the fragil beauty that bursts before my eyes
when I see you suddenly before me.
And I smile.
I see the gentle touch of a butterfly as it lands on a
leaf and I think of you.
I think of the gentle touch of your hand when I hold it
in mine for a fleeting moment of friendly affection.
And I smile.
I think of these things and it reminds me of your
sweet gentle ways, your kindness, your graceful beauty,
And I smile.
I see the wonder of a child when it experiences something
new and exciting and I think of the wonder of you.
And I smile.
