Forever More
The light breeze and the soft wind
dancing across my skin.
Waves precariously splashing onto the shore;
this world, my world
will be cherished forever more.
It's secret hideaways of canopied roads,
the soothing sunsets of an ending day.
The reminder that anything is possble
through a curious eye and a wondering way.
This world, my world
will be cherished forever more.
Skipping pebbles by the beach
not knowing how you could reach,
into the unknown.
The world has changed in many ways
and most defiantly has a reason;
to go with the flow of the changing seasons
letting us know that fall's among us.
The time for thankfulness
and charity.
No longer living life so rarely.
What are you thankful for?
This world, my world
will be cherish forever more.
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