The signs of life are all around
My heart does quicken with their sound
I feel the pulsing of the beat
It seems to echo down the street.
See there the movement in and out
Each quiver likened to one shout
Oh gentle dove, I hear your “coo”
What is it I may do for you ?
We operate in finite ways
This is the vision of our days
Life’s aspects all are in accord
Each day shall bear its own reward !
Claire V. Bogdanos 