I am such a hopeless romantic. I'll re-read Pride and Prejudice, Little Women, and Jane Eyre over and over, and each time I read it is like the first time. I just love love, and I am so blessed to find this kind of love in my husband Kirk. Though I can't explain why, I get these same feelings walking these nameless streets. There is a beauty here that cannot be explained for me, and maybe you can relate. This poem just made me think of life and how beautiful life truly is. I think we can easily lose sight of that, so may this be your reminder to look around and enjoy the little things in this life around you1 Enjoy friend!