I Can See
I stop to look out and see the amazing
Beauty
That stands before me
Not only can I see the trees
And beautiful colors
I can hear the birds singing songs of
Happiness
Feel the breeze against my bronze skin
I look down and see that my wounds have sealed into battle scars
The earth smells of rain and contentment
The air taste of sweet, sweet honey
I look back and see the black clouds
Disappear
I realized everything I had been through
The crying
The fighting
The running
The blood
And pain
all led up to this beautiful moment
That I will forever hold dear in my
Heart
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