Life Is A Gift

Im up like a lark, The sun's shining down, On this still quiet, Sleepy old town, I hear a crow call, As I search for my specs, There's a sound from my phone, It's an incoming text, I think I'll make some tea and toast, It's a glorious day, I'll make the most. As I sit near my window, What do I see, There's a Robin, He sits in my favourite tree, He's singing his heart out, As sweet as can be. He's as happy as Larry, And that makes me smile, I so love to see him, Once in a while, Nature is calling me, Into its space, I'll sit out there later, Feel that sun on my face, Amongst the fine flowers, I love to be, Life is a gift, Such a treasure to see. Jayne Louise Davies