Being Loved Thrills Me
Life offers more than hope
when one has no choice but to hold onto a rope
and wait for the delights to unfold;
will they be thrilling or a little surprising?
Many embrace vanity and are quickly sold
to the pleasures that leave emptiness after loving!
Being loved thrills me,
seeing serene skies is happiness,
waiting for rain is sadness;
I greet joy with open arms,
I send away rainy days shedding no tears;
being loved thrills me,
and such a gladness takes me farther
that I ever could: touching the brightest clouds,
letting the bold eagles teach me how to roar!
Life offers more than delight,
days not lived are lost joys never greeted
by angry hearts who are extremely sad;
and they will envy people with a cheerful attitude
who love life and have discovered a powerful secret:
they are ready to fly to a higher altitude!
Being loved thrills me
when the bond gets stronger
with a trust that's equal to truth;
being loved thrills me...
I like to share an unusual point of view
that I carried inside since youth:
" Don't sing the same tune, sing something new! "
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2021
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