Sarah Willis

I see beauty with my inner eye,
I see beauty money cannot buy.
Comfort that is everywhere,
Tenderness and gentle care.... more »

Up in the mountain,
Under a tree;
Hearing the brook
Ripple with glee.... more »

Summer clouds in a summer sky
Soft and pillowy as they float by
I see a bird upon a ship,
I see it turn into a whip,... more »