When I am feeling lonely and weak,
Your the cool breeze I feel blowing across my cheek.
Your the sun shining warmly upon my face.
Your a cloud floating by with smoothness and grace.
Your the laughter of a child.
Your the warmth of a smile.
Your a flower in bloom.
Your the light of the moon.
Your a bee buzzing near.
Your the bird chirp I hear.
Your the smell of the rain.
Your what keeps me sane.
Your the sound beneath the roar if my life.
Your the whisper that tells me everything is alright.
By: Terri Siebert 2/25/2012