The bird on the branch
knows of heaven.
The flowers in the grass
know it too.
We've let it pass
never to sense it.
Hard work for money
made us feel blue.
Lay with the daisies
under the clouds,
life's filled with crazies
talking aloud.
Peace with the birds,
love amongst flowers.
Give thanks to nature
for a few perfect hours.
Waf
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Poignant sense of enjoying what one can in life, even if it lasts only a couple of hours. Better than nothing.
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