The moments are so quiet
All is hushed around
I listen very quietly
To all the little sounds

The birds I hear in chorus
Like bells high in the tree
The tiny creatures stirring
The beating heart of me


Like clockwork it is beating
With loving thoughts of you
Here, in the morning stillness
A most special thing to do

Is sit and thank my Father
For my very special friend
And that is why, today, right now
My love to you I send


© Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems
2006