Garnett Ann Schultz
Oh, lovely gentle silent things
A butterfly with fragile winds,
Soft shadows stealing summer sun,
The tiny creek that dares to run,
A cloud within a sky of blue
And then a rainbow smiling through.
A sunrise never makes a sound,
A crocus peeks through April ground,
And as the sun would go to rest
A quiet sunset in the West,
A silent snowflake - purest white
Adds wonder to a winter night.
The spider spins a lacy web
While tulips grace the flower bed,
All nature lends her quiet charms
So gently tucked in Springtime's arms,
Whatever else life ever brings
Give me the lovely silent things.