Why are there good things?
Why are there blessings?
And weddings?
And love?
Why is there a natural beauty that surrounds us?
In the trees,
And the sky.
In the little birds twittering in the mornings,
And the sorrowful wolves crying in the dusk.
Why are there families?
And holidays?
And friends?
Why are there walks to be taken?
And cakes to be making,
And songs to be written
And times to be smitten?
We are known as humans to dwell on the bad
But take a look around,
Life isn’t that sad.
Open your eyes to the possibilities,
Open your heart and you too will see,
The beauty hidden just out of sight.
It takes a special someone to be able to reveal,
The secrets in life that are the real deal.