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To reach your hands to heaven,
And spiral to the sky,
To love what you've been given,
Up to the day you die.
To look upon a rainbow,
Or hear a newborns' coo,
To stand in springs' rainfall,
And smell the earth of new.
To touch the warmth of sand,
And feel it between your toes,
To see the budding flower,
And watch as it grows.
To greet each day with wonder,
And learn about yourself,
Love what you've been given,
That is the greatest wealth.
Copyright © Lisa Baily | Year Posted 2008
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