He was the kind of man that when, upon spotting a bird, would stop
Admiring it’s graceful, quiet beauty
And he would smile.
A peaceful, quiet smile.
And it touched her to see
His gentle fascination and appreciation of such a small thing.
And she thought she might be able to love a man like that
Possibly even until forever.
Such wonderful words touch me, being a man like that.
Wonders of life, finding people who appreciate life and all it’s simple beauty.
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