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Jun 2018
Sat! looked around my apartment
everything looks like when I went
to bed last night.
Only! All is different from what I
saw last night, when I went to bed.
Today! The first day of my life, my
thoughts collected from the wind
blowing through the trees, walking
down the sidewalk by the street packed
with cars going somewhere.
Everything in place in my apartment,
looks just like yesterday, but strange!
Yesterday; is the past, will never will be
lived again, though it looks exactly like
it does today.
Life is strange playing out a story to learn
and taught to another.
Smiling at a stranger walking quickly pass
you in thought. Little children running in
laughter without a worry in the world.
I so often wonder! how we take so much for
granted, without knowing we are doing so,
our busy life, trying to make the day as
smooth as we can. Breathing the fresh air
is miraculous to the outlook of the way we
see life..Just for a moment, as we gather
comforting thoughts in mind, that special
moment, releases contentment of the
realization, life is a treasure to live being
aware of everything, that we do not know of,
or awareness of, till something goes wrong
to become aware of life in the raw.
Life is a golden dispensary of thoughts, actions
collecting memories, laughter, and a continuous
ability to move forward with promise.
Nothing is made for us, we gather our own love
and respect of heart, sharing what we know
with whom we love. We are simple in spirit
with a hidden light within, that will shine brightly
if we let it, being beware that we must always
move forward with a promise of love and remarkable
unbelievable power, of faith, hope stored in our
unaware minds.
So back into my little apartment I go, to look out
the window of wonderment! Realizing that the tree
outside the window has grown larger in the last three
years while old leaves fall and new life starts over
and over again.
Saw some birds flying through the large tree
and a cat running after some pigeons.
The miracle of life is a fantastic journey to
conquer and appreciate..Never realized how
different, just one day can make.


By Derena
© 2018 Derena (All rights reserved)
Harriet Shea
Written by
Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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     Weeping willow, --- and CC
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