I don't like war and misery. I don't like low sky and downcast faces. I don't like grey clothes and lacklustre eyes. I love a cup of burning and smelling of cinnamon strong coffee. I love home made bread with crunching crust of bread and warm crumb. I love puppies prodding my check with their wet noses, waking me up in the morning. I love curious eyes-beads of ferrets spying out what to filch. I love the colour of the pimpling peel of tangerine and the gorgeousness of Christmas tree tinselI love sea iridescent of sparks of moon light and august starry sky crossing by meteorites. I love fog and indistinct images give a huge amount of work to my imagination. I love whimsical and inimitable in its beauty the traceries of snowflakes. I love my Mum's wise and kind eyes looking just inside my heart. I love my Daughter's hands holding my neck when I come home after tiring day. I love sunbeams coming through wide opening French windows. I love the world laying there. I LOVE THIS WORLD WITH ALL ITS SMELLS, SOUNDS AND COLOURS.