BREATH IN
BREATHE IN
The morning breeze blows,
The wind gives us life.
Blowing in,
Its fresh clean smell.
Giving of itself,
Asking nothing in return.
Like the sun gives light,
God gives life.
Breathe in,
Before it flows by.
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