As you wake in the morning, dreadful thoughts of the day, that person comes into your life, dont know how to act or what to say. So speechless and lost for words, a puppet on a string, putting your thanks up above, for all the little things.
Strikes you with amazement, homerun off the bat, close your eyes and wonder, what did I do to deserve that. Feelings are unexplainable, like butterflies in a box, like freedom of a bird, that flies upon the flocks.
You find the true beauty, inside and out, find yourself like the paperboy, dedicated to his route. Then you pray for forever, sends an angel with some wings, forever grateful for the blessing, loving the little things. I'll love this blessing of an angel, in heaven one day, she will sing, then remember it stemmed and grew, from all the little things. veeplee1
©veeplee1
V