Rams, lambs, llamas, geese.
A bald eagle convention.
Bracing cold and piercing bright.
Newborn babes with rosebud mouths.
Singing that carries you to heaven.
A grand slam sermon.
My husband, a car and a country road.
A cup of chai to go with sunset.
A heart quaffing mercies,
attempting to print these wonders
permanently in my memory.
O taste and see that the Lord is good.