Friday, 24 January 2014

These Days

These days
I stop and take the time.
I notice beautiful roses in gardens and
I stop to smell them.

These days
I stop to take the time.
I watch birds swoosh, swoop and fly in the sky and
I embrace their sense of freedom.

These days
I stop and take the time.
I feel the soft, fresh breeze  and
enjoy it as it brushes against my cheek.

These days
I stop and take the time.
I feel the warmth of the sun on my face and
love seeing it brighten the day.

These days
I stop and take the time.
I listen to the laughter bursting from my children and
love how it warms my heart, my life.

Past days
I didn't stop and take the time.

Past days were always rushed and busy.

Past days were stressful.

Past days were anxious.

Past days were grey.

But

Past days were a lesson.

Past days weren't a waste.

Past days taught me about These days and

These days are wonderful.