by P.J.Reed
I awake
And choose to live:
To smell in technicolour
To watch raindrops
Chase and play
With rippling puddles,
Tickled by
A teasing breeze.
See smiling flowers
Watch the sun
Soar across the sky.
And feel the wind
Run wild and free
Laughing, barefoot
Through our lives:
Whispered havoc
On the breeze.
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P.J.Reed
Last updated April 30, 2015