The sparkling sunset, as it fades in the dark, <br />The sight of the moon, as a sphere in the sky, <br />Children running and playing, in the middle of a park, <br />A mother bird and her baby, as it tries to fly, <br /> <br />A forest of color, in the fall to see, <br />Colors of beauty, blue, red, yellow, and green <br />A mountain so tall, for both you and me, <br />Covered with snow, the peak cannot be seen, <br /> <br />The breath of a baby, as it lies in a crib, <br />The dreams in a mind, so small, yet keen, <br />The little mess made, on the front of his bib, <br />So much is learned, by the things he has seen <br /> <br />The beauty of life, so precious to all, <br />An experience so wonderful, so difficult to explain <br />Life is a gift; it is given to all, <br />We need to enjoy and not to complain. <br /> <br />So, when it’s unbearable, for both you and me, <br />Think of the gift, which was given to you, <br />A gift of love, you were chosen you see, <br />How fortunate we are, to be one of the few.<br /><br />B.J. Ayers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-beauty-of-life-3/
