Sweet Life


When did life
become so sweet
a gift so precious
all others pale beside it?

To live one more day
in a world full of wonder
to share this life
with others
all part of a plan
inspired with
love and attention
to each tiny detail.

Life, sweet life
may I always be
filled with gratitude
taking nothing for granted
each sunrise the first
of many gifts
throughout my day.

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2 Responses to Sweet Life

  1. bwcarey says:

    Life is the gift we often take for granted


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