Wonder what the thoughts are
We see within these eyes
With all this precious bounty
His heart must realize

He is well and happy
Within the morning mist
Feels this special pleasure
The glory of all this

Place that he can rest in
Safe from any harm
Creature of amazement
Fills this life with charm

Watching very thoughtfully
At those who stop to stare
I know that he is happy
Gratefully aware

World of so much beauty
Right there at his feet
Love that softly echoes
Each morning mist repeats.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
©Copyright August 21, 2002