White Egret 12 Saturday Jul 2014 Posted by willow1945 in Emotions, Poetry ≈ 6 Comments Tagsbirds, egret, emotions, nature Feeling low this morning; look out the window, white egret flies through a gray sky; joy. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
A Life in Poems 
Lovely!
Susan, thank you!
What a sweet simple moment. This is where joy lives! Beautiful.
Yes, it took me a long time to realize that I didn’t, in fact couldn’t, wait until everything was perfect to be happy–that little moments of happiness are always available. Thanks so much for your comments!
We are ‘graced’ by joy when we least expect it. Very nice!
Thanks, Kate. They really are moments of grace, aren’t they? Well put!