You sit, you walk

You dance, you sing

You laugh, you cry

You do many a thing

 

You brush brown hair

From your face

You brush blonde hair

Cautiously into place

 

You write with a whethered pen

You read a dog-eared book

You smile a crooked smile

You give a knowing look

 

You groan when things

Don't go your way

But you deal with it

And it goes away

 

You feel the breeze 

Of a summer windy

You dress in clothes

That aren't too trendy

 

You sob and rejoice

You live and love

These beautiful moments

Truly come from above

 

Such as when

Someone gives a hug

Or you are given

An old family mug

 

Browns and blues

Greens and reds

Mixing on quilts

Places on your beds

 

Made by grandma's 

Steady tread 

You feel the warmth

In every thread

 

Seaside views

Salty taste

Sand castles

Built with haste

 

Sunset nights

And sunrise days

Midnight blue

A creeping blaze

 

Steady beats

Of new lived hearts 

Love, faith, joy

In many parts

 

And something to wake you

When you feel tired

Is life itself 

And you're inspired