How funny our air is sweetly scented with gardenias, lilies and roses
While living among us we often observe people turning up their noses
How funny we are calmly awakened by sounds of morning birds
While other folks are shaken amidst by rage and hurtful words
How funny we enjoy the ease and pleasure of an afternoon summertime day
When there are those who have no hope and cannot find their way
How funny the path of cherry blossoms blooming blissfully in the wind
Can we stretch forth our hand…share our love to a hurting one or friend?
How funny to see…rose petals to be…in brightly colored hues
But all we hear…and all we know is confusion in our news
So as we greet this summertime journey, embracing much warmer days
I hope our hearts feel every part with gratitude and grace-filled praise.
©Glendal Wallace 2026
Glendal Wallace -Poet and Author 