BEAUTIFUL THINGS…

A God above who made us all,
With life and breath on him we call.

A newborn’s cry, a mom’s embrace,
Boundless love time can’t erase.

A child’s first steps, unsure but bright,
A life well lived, guided by light.

The sun peeks through a cloudy sky,
And sinks in gold where oceans lie.

A bud unfolding, soft and bright,
A blossom glowing in full light.

The endless sea, so dark and deep,
Its waves caress the shore in sleep.

A friend’s warm smile, a kind word said,
A hand to hold when hope has fled.

The night wind’s chill, the sun’s warm glow,
Day’s brilliant light, the moon’s soft show.

A golden field that sways with grace,
Fresh bread shared in a quiet place.

Morning dawns with promise near,
Evening falls—work done, made clear.

Vows once spoken, hearts entwined,
Years unfolding, love refined.

A mountain spring begins to flow,
A river finds the sea below.

A puppy’s leap, a dog’s deep gaze,
Joyful youth and loyal days.

An apple ripens on its tree,
A harvest gathered gratefully.

Tears that fall for hearts in pain,
Words that lift and heal again.

Forgiveness sought, and peace restored,
After battles fought, swords ignored.

A stream that cuts through desert land,
A forest rising, proud and grand.

Snow-capped peaks that touch the sky,
Canyons carved both deep and wide.

Children laughing, freely playing,
Hands joined tight, together staying.

Courage standing in the storm,
Victory’s light, quiet and warm.

Loss accepted, lessons gained,
Through every scar, wisdom remains.

Hopes held close, dreams made real,
Sacrifices born of zeal.

A bird that sings at break of day,
A voice that lifts in sweet array.

Heavy hearts that share in sorrow,
Joy awakening with each tomorrow.

A boy’s first fish, the wait rewarded,
A fisherman’s patience, quiet and sorted.

Footsteps crunch on forest ground,
Rivers hum their steady sound.

The smoky scent of firelight,
Bacon crisp at dawn’s first light.

Morning’s coffee, rich and deep,
Ice cream smiles before we sleep.

The first brick set, the walls that rise,
A finished home beneath the skies.

A teacher’s joy in lessons taught,
A child’s wonder as they’re caught.

Struggles faced, then tossed away,
In cap and gown on graduation day.

A soldier standing, brave and sure,
A veteran’s strength that will endure.

Gifts exchanged with hearts sincere,
Blessings found when none seem near.

A parent’s love, a child who hears,
A family close through passing years.

Youth that burns with boundless fire,
Age that speaks with quiet inspire.

Dark days faded, far behind,
Good memories etched in heart and mind.

As days slip past and years unfold,
Heaven awaits with riches untold.

A mountain scaled, its peak attained,
Eyes enlightened to the Lord, unchained.

These are the wonders life imparts,
Woven with love, through joy and hearts.

—Jerry Conklin