Upon the second story balcony Around an old mosaic table top Sits Sarah alone with her thoughts Bright blues, yellows, greens and reds Sparkle with splendor in the first rays of morn Igniting endless inspiration The morning dew glistens upon the open field Another new day is here Will I find my true love today Is he really out there Will I find my true love today Will he ever appear Will I find my true love today That is the least of my fears With a simple silver cross dangling From her delicate olive-toned fingers She raises her misty eyes skyward and prays She prays for the sick, the needy, those suffering And gives thanks for all the gifts bestowed her The warm sun, the mysterious moon, and the stars above The fauna, the floral and even her little girls smile Trust she says, for there is a plan Even flightless birds sing a happy tune For beauty is not what we have but In the little things we see, feel, and cherish Will she find her true love today In spirit she already has