Tenderly touching my soul with wonder and joy, filling me,
being elated, with an absorbent curiosity.
Laughter emanating from my mind, tickling my brain
unendingly.
Beauty unsurpassed in life, seeing all the blossoms opening
their eyes, hands reaching for a morning sunshine.
Lovely atmosphere not being seen anywhere else but within
this poet's mind.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lovely-atmosphere/
