Beverly J. Anderson
The fragrance of the early morn,
The sunlight on the sill,
The smell of coffee perking, and
Outside, the robin's trill.
A friend's voice on the telephone,
A child with smiling face,
A letter from a loved one dear,
Some flowers in a vase.
Just little things, these treasures mine,
And yet, somehow, I fine
They brighten my entire day
With cheer and peace of mind.