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I awaken and commence to hear birds sing.
I return to thoughts of some favorite things.
Remembering the peace that they all bring,
I drift back as the cold wind stings.
Waves crashing down upon the beach,
Grasping for things, just out of reach.
I watch as rocks turn into sand,
So much I see I don’t understand.
Stars that twinkle bright in the night,
Appear as beacons, providing sight.
Journey through darkness, what is concealed?
I am still here and my fate isn’t sealed.
I drift back in time I dreamt I could fly.
Sunsets and sunrise grace the blue sky.
Taking a look from way up above,
I seem to remember all that I love.
Watching as brooks stumble over stones,
Cold winds still blow, reaching my bones.
I start to think about warmth by the fire,
What I need versus what I desire.
One more battle I almost won,
I return to moments spent in the sun.
Days that it seemed never would end,
I start to feel like my heart might mend.
All of a sudden I hear a favorite song,
My favorite things become what I long.
They seem to save me when I feel sad,
I remember more good times remain to be had.