She noticed,
The leaves were rustling,
The breeze..
                  gently brushes her cheek,
It feels..
               comforting,

Often, she forgets,
How even in the simplest of things,
The feeling of joy? Love? Hope?
Is there,
                everywhere,

Just a moment,

To breathe in
                 and let it out,
And she feels it, noticed it,
Treasures it.