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Nov 2021
Sat! looked around my apartment
everything looks like when I went
to bed last night.

Only! Everything was different from
what has seen last night, when getting
up this morning.

Today! On the first day of my life, my
thoughts were fresh as the wind
blowing through the trees, walking
down the sidewalk by the street packed
with cars going somewhere.

Everything in place in my apartment
looked just like yesterday, but strange!

Yesterday; now the past will never be
lived again, though it looks exactly like
it does today.

Life is strange playing out its story to learn
and taught to another.

Smiling at a stranger walking quickly past
you in thought. Little children running in
laughter without a worry in the world.

I so often wonder! how do we take so much for
granted, without knowing we are doing so
through our busy lives, trying to make the day
as smooth as we can?

  Breathing the fresh air is miraculous within
the outlook of the way we observe life.

Just for a moment, as we gather our thoughts
that special second releases the realization life
is truly a treasure, living unaware of everything
we have no idea what exists till something goes
wrong, hitting us hard at that very second.
  
We must never take life for granted, it is so very
precious to us.

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 love
and respect of heart, sharing what we know
with whom we love.

We are simple in spirit with hidden light within
that shall shine brightly if we choose to let it.

Always move forward with the promise of remarkable
the unbelievable power of faith and hope stored in
minds distant and alone.

So back into my little apartment, I go, to lookout
the window of wonderment! Realizing that the tree
outside the window has grown larger in the last six
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.


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Harriet Shea
Written by
Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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