Au Courant

When I wake from my snug space
Dazed and confused

Ecstatic for the day that lies ahead
Exploring the beauty of nature and grace
The limbs of the trees seem to stretch to eternity

The routine of it all is anything but.
Each day is a new beginning
Work doesn't feel like work as long as I'm here

Life is good

This poem is about: 
Our world

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