SHERRIE AT TWILIGHT

The mystical, gentle grace of Sherrie’s flute

Brings harmony to river, forest and sky;
It sings from her heart: she loves all living things.

Feathered and furry beings prepare to dream;
Wise oaks bend to listen in twilight’s glow.

The warm breeze carries her sweet music:
A lullaby of tranquility easing dusk to night.
Her soft assurance settles the forest
Into deep and restful slumber.

 

Dawn brings a reawakening

Of birds singing with joy;

Of flowers at their brilliant best;

Of oaks again embracing the sky.

 

Let our kind, gentle and loving voices and actions

Be the music of peace, comfort, care and hope

Extending across the world

As we accompany the quiet melody

Of Sherrie’s heart and soul.

Will Walsh