……. words by shayne2011
beautifully penned/beautifully felt
when i first went into hospital
one month ago
i didn’t think i would be walking out again.
when i finally did walk out into the park
after 12 days of chemo, lumbars and bone marrow biopsies…
i noticed they had just mowed the lawn
…and the smell of fresh cut grass
seemed to me then,
like every song that’s ever been sung,
every kindness done, every thing of beauty and joy
is in that smell
of fresh cut grass.