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Nov 2018
Days in and day out

I stay holed up in this little routine of mine

Sometimes I get bored and start to pout

Inside behind closed doors

That's when the rain begins to pour

It gets kind of sad behind walls of loneliness

Sometimes you have look past walls

Sometimes you have to crawl

But the little things bring joy

Don't be coy

Go outside

Enjoy the breeze

Enjoy the fresh air

The birds flying in their dance without care

The trees swaying to the wind

It's the little things that make me smile

God's great creation of the ant

Beautiful green grass

Leaves changing colors

Playing games and hanging out with my brothers

A quiet morning with a cup of hot chocolate

It's the little things that can bring much joy
Caleb John
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Caleb John  17/M/The Wind
(17/M/The Wind)   
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