Carving Turns:

Bare feet in tall grass, collecting dew, glisten in the sun. Drawn in by sweet hints, on the air, springs momentum. 

Carving turns with instinct, through garden trails they fly and sing. On these grounds we grow, infusing all the love we hold. 

I see them breathing, shifting hue, adventurous. Cliff dive in the deep side, rendezvous, all paws in too!

Fireside at sunset, deep smiling eyes I can't forget. Reflecting amber light, learning the lessons of the sky. 

Laying in tall grass, we share our warmth. Watching stars fall, you love it all. As windswept grass, we are the warmth. Watching stars fall, I love you all. 

I feel you, and it fills my heart, with joy.

Oh family, you mean everything to me