My Senses Alive

My senses pop, pop, pop away, the scents from the flowers

The freshly baked bread, the Apple pies, picked from the trees

The smell of raindrops previous, disappearing from the sun rays

The roast dinner, steam escaping from the open windows, tummy welcomes

My senses pop, pop, pop, the view from my window, framed like a piece of Art

Capturing the Daises snuggled into the blades of Green, the ladybug, a home 

I watch the Blue Butterly upon my ledge, it’s wings beautiful, like mine, still

I follow as the sun rays create light upon the leaves, a Rainbow within a puddle

My senses pop, pop, pop, I hear buzzing, my striped friend, passing by

The birds singing within the trees, not seen, beautiful songs sung, sweet 

I hear the rustle, the slight breeze passing through the branches, leaves fall

I hear something, it’s nothing, just stillness, my own Heart, beat, beat, beat

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

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