Reflecting

All that I have
Is only worth having
If I can pause;
Look around
And enjoy it in it's entirity.
There is no sense in happiness
If it cannot be shared.
No feeling in the word love
If it cannot be shown.
Wandering through forgotten lanes,
Watching birds build their homes,
Seeing horses free to graze,
Woodlands free to be.
All so beautiful,so innocent,
All wortwhite dove,
And herein
Is love