
Something Beautiful
Something beautiful is out there, just look
It could be on the table or in a book
It could be on your morning drive
It could be in the tiny seedling
Trying so valiantly to stay alive
It could be in the smile of a stranger
Or the words of a song
Or its melody, a simple tune
Or the memory of a night in June
When it was so easy to fall in love
It could be in a cup of coffee
Or the box of things to give away
Or the bag of chips with the hint of lime
Or a half-remembered nursery rhyme
I look for something beautiful each day
Oh, and when I have found it
I am often surprised by what I see
I have witnessed many miracles this way