Finding Lovely

Lovely is taking tea early in the morning on the verandah with honey while the birds sing and the bees kiss my roses awake.

Lovely is the pitter-pat of grand babies feet on my cement floor and also their musical giggles echoing around my door.

Lovely is an elderly face full of wrinkles and a life well lived with her own style and grace.

Lovely are the stars at night see how they sparkle how they share their light?

Are we not also ones such as these? Were we not told to share our lights with ease?

Humility in humanity is quite a lovely trait,

Though not many humans grasp its concept

it is a shame.

Lovely are children from any race any culture any species, for they see the world with wonderful new eyes so fresh from God that they are not yet hardened by life so they only know

LOVELY.