I awoke

February 15, 2015

Some days

I awoke to fresh air

And birds chirping

Sunshine and green trees

Soft music

And warm baths

Soft hair

And bright eyes

These days were filled with

Newness

And peace

And they made me forget all the others

I was able to smile

And I was able to tell myself

That no matter what happened

I was always going to be okay

-m.c.-

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