On a Beautiful Day

I told my father I finally felt the breeze blow pass my face and into my hair. I swear I saw him smile--swear I had heard him say, "I love you girl." I love you too dad and I am still out here wishing you would come back. I feel like everything is beautiful, right here, right now in the home of simplicity. There is nothing to taint the meaningfulness of these kind of moments. Not a soul could take the peace away on this very day. Life is a series of irreplacable moments; they just move along colliding into one another every now and then. These moments are everything, through them we forget and remember again. We are only human, barely brushing our fingertips with the fingertips of time. But today, no one has to know who I am because I do and today, nothing matters, except the life I lead.