Tylers Poem

What happiness is to me?

A hot summer sun with a cooling autumn breeze,

Thunderstorms in the spring,

The cold, brisk air of a winter freeze,

The way the wind sounds dancing with the chimes

The smell of honeysuckle on the vine

The first star out every night

The shimmering sky at first light

Christmas eve, egg nog and snow flakes

A nice warm bath to soothe the aches

Run 800 yard and win first place

To wake each morning and see your face
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