The Gifts In Life
I often wonder how the firefly glows,
like a shooting star at night it shimmers
then goes. Then I realise some things
remain unknown, for its the mystery of
life its marvel sure on going.
The treasure
of a kingdom a king upon his thrown. With
wisdom and power, yet the answers ever more
.
Take the humming bird so fragile, yet wings a
thousand flaps and the owl in the moonlight
sees the spark come from a match. It's these
gifts that make them special and that is simply
that.
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