Breathe

Breathe

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My passions in Life,

Are Life’s simple beauties!

Like the scent of a rose,

The sound of the ocean,

The touch of a raindrop,

On a hot sticky day!

Or the sight of the sun,

As it sinks into the horizon!

My peace in Life,

Is found under a starry sky,

Or up high on a mountain!

My beliefs in Life,

Are of happiness,

And of pain!

And my Joy in Life,

Is in each new breath!

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Flight of the Bird

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I see a bird in the sky,

I watch as it flies,

So graceful and free as it moves!

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Wind beneath it’s wings,

It’s bird song it does sing,

It sings without a care in the world!

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Gravity doesn’t hold it down,

The bird is not Earthbound,

Like an angel it’s wings raise it up!

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Floating through the sky,

Not counting time tick by,

Just flying to wherever it’s heading!

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It moves along with such ease,

As it glides on the breeze,

I watch as it disappears out of sight!

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