
moments of delight
yesteryear or yesterday
joys reborn
bitter cold winters
darkness shrouds light of day
recalling blossoms
budding on apple trees
visions bring me back to joy
all those firsts
hearing “Mommy, I wuv you”
brings such joy
sun kissed skies
dewdrops on soft white petals
early dawn of joy
sunset
dips beneath blue azure
fluid hues of joy
© Tournesol ’15
