Life is simple again
The light of the sun
A blue sky
No implications for what is to come
The trees outside my window
Billowing in a gentle breeze
Just because
Small finches
Cute and light
Frolic on branches
Because they can
And sing
Their tune
Carried on
The same breeze
That rocks the trees
And I
Begin to sway too
My mind
At ease
Thank God
Life is simple again.
The light of the sun
A blue sky
No implications for what is to come
The trees outside my window
Billowing in a gentle breeze
Just because
Small finches
Cute and light
Frolic on branches
Because they can
And sing
Their tune
Carried on
The same breeze
That rocks the trees
And I
Begin to sway too
My mind
At ease
Thank God
Life is simple again.
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