Beautiful Moments Poem by Jim Yerman

How many beautiful moments are in a day?
You'll find its a staggering amount.
Imagine if you tried to add them up…how quickly you'd lose your count…

And to show what I am talking about..to prove what I'm saying is true
let me take a moment and identify a few.

I get up early every day…before the night has gone
I enjoy the quiet of the morning…I am partial to the dawn.

When I listen in the darkness sometimes I hear animals on the prowl
and before the sun begins to rise I listen to the wind and to the owls.

And though I like to think I'm as quiet as a lamb
somehow the owl must hear me…and keeps asking who I am,

I like to listen to the crickets and on this I am resolute…
once the owls nod off to sleep…the crickets follow suit.

This is followed almost immediately by the chirping of the birds
Imagine every morning! …a concert without words..

The concerto reaches a crescendo as it floats in on the breeze
which is quickly joined by sunbeams as the dance among the trees.

The dancing seems to tire the sunbeams…for they stop and seek relief
and spend the rest of the day at rest…seated on a leaf.

I imagine they are preparing themselves for night fall
for as the sun descends
the sunbeam thanks the leaf for sharing
and begins to dance again.

These are but a few of the day's beautiful moments
and I hope when the day is done
although I am partial to the morning
I've taken advantage of each one.