Life as We Know it
Wednesday, April 22, 2020
Hanging on to a moment
The distant sound of birds chirping,
The rustle of tree leaves whisper to me.
The sun hangs high in the sky,
And a warm breeze tickles my face.
I pause, and instantly release any tension I hold.
This moment, will not pass me by.
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