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Apr 2013
Today marks a milestone
for me, tho no trumpets
sounded or crowds cheered
no banners to announce
some heroic action I
have done for mankind,
some life saving event
for someone I’ve never met.
But a milestone nonetheless
in that this very day,
I lived.
This day my eyes encountered
the sunlight brightly shinning
thru the oak trees,
bathed in golden caresses
back lit, as stars from heaven.
This day I breathed
God’s life giving air
which my body so desires.
This day, which I lived,
brought nothing special
to the world around me,
other than I was present
to see many wonders.
Wonders such as a rose
bathing our senses with
sweet fragrances.
A butterfly dancing from
blossom to blossom,
searching for tasty nectar.
Many special gifts
I received this day.
This day.
A blessed day.
Marty Thibodaux
Written by
Marty Thibodaux  59/M/Lockport, La
(59/M/Lockport, La)   
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