Artistic Portraits Of Joy And Happiness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking at tops of trees, seeing their leafy hair needs to be
cut and trimmed, hoping they will be tended to by hands of
heavenly angels from above.

Shaking dead leaves from them, breezes come and go, helping
them to look more beautiful than ever, now looking like shadows
of trees instead of being alive and vibrant.

An evening sun has almost completely gone down for the night,
spectacular colors of sound being spread across the sky, send-
ing blessings from God in an artistic portrait of joy and happi-
ness for all of humanity to enjoy each and every night.