We see the touch of softness
No matter where we go
Love within a mountain
Hearts that reach below

Take this time to notice
The treasures of this earth
Each life on earth a purpose
Such grandeur in their worth

Beauty we can measure
In sight that we can see
Always there's a softness
That fills the soul with glee

This circle keeps on going
In life and love sustained
Always there's tomorrow
With joy that has remained.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
© October 2, 2003
used with permission