A flavor in the air
A cheer to sing
A blend to sing along to
A word to move your senses to
A sigh of relief
A brand of newly found belief
A chance to see life itself
A night to smile
As a stranger passes you by
Wonder, in gaze, at the clouds
How life is so precious when it smiles back at you
No matter how things may seem
The wind will always be in your favor to steer
A night to breath in
The cold winter air
A sunshine to wake up to
With a smile
Let out the child in you
Let it play around
Have fun with life while you can
The pleasure you always asked for, for which, now; you can
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Flavor Of Life
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1 comments:
compared to your writing style.. this is ... different.. although the same style.. almost.. but something is different !
I believe life is always precious even when it doesn't smile back that often..
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