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I am in couplet mode this week!
Little bright coloured flowers flowing everywhere,
I don't know their names but their aroma fills the air.
Softly swaying as they bend in the summer's breeze,
How I love them so because I'm easy to please.
Life itself is often missed in a blink of the eye,
Not many take the time to even question why.
Life is never wasted but one may feel antique,
When the greatest gift is life itself that we must seek.
And for all that is alive shall also pass on by,
The journey of the two is like the light and dark sky.
As all things are connected in the invisible great web,
Life can be seen as the inward tide and death as the ebb.
I'm certain when this life ends another shall manifest,
Until that day comes give me strength and give me zest.
Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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