Babies when they come to us, sweet and innocent.
Evenings when the sun drips colors from a blazing sky.
Any time that I am feeling perfectly content.
Unusually romantic tales and songs that make folks sigh.
These are things so beautiful that they enrich my life.
Illumination of the mind; my spirit sings!
Fields and starry firmaments, mountains, lakes and streams.
Unfathomable love, which helps the weak sprout wings.
Love that saves the sinner and realizes dreams!
Written Dec. 30, 2015 for the Beautiful-Acrostic Poetry Contest of John Hamilton