life is happy
the sun will rise before the moon
the light before the dark
it must rise before it sets
but when it does i light a spark
watching the flowers dance in the wind
i find my inner peace
i let life flow by
like a leaf from a branch
falling ever so slowly
untill it gently lands
upon reaching its desination
and having lived a full and happy life
before it
dies.
well i tried to make it happy ;) lol
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