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Tamara Lynn Apr 2017
The crisp Oregon air fills my lungs
Rain falling onto rooftops sounds like a beating drum
Echoing into the trees
I know that this is where I’m meant to be
New beginnings are in sight
As I’m starting a new chapter of my life
And I can’t help but wonder about all the potential that is there
As I sit and stare into the night
Tamara Lynn Apr 2017
Petals flutter softly in the fresh spring breeze
           The melancholy sky will soon take a leave

They fall to the ground with such grace and poise
           As if trying not to offend the air with any noise

Floral landscapes emerge filling the previously deceased ground
Bringing back life to the earth without even a sound

Blooming into existence for the gazing wanderer to admire
Filling children’s hearts with cheer and desire

It’s no wonder a passerby might feel heightened emotions
Gazing into the cyan hue of a blossom resembling the oceans

Inducing a spike of those happy neurotransmitters
Encouraging contentedness in everyone, even tiny critters

Photons trickle down after descending from the core of the sun
Nuclear fusion is a wonderful thing that is done

Showering our bodies with warmth as we expose our skin
Deep within our star is where it begins

Let photosynthesis bring forth nature’s charm and appeal
As foliage dines on their favorite meal

Sustaining a planet and allowing it to thrive
This season makes me feel truly alive
Tamara Lynn Apr 2017
Let yourself breathe, my dear
Don’t allow yourself to live in fear
No one has it all figured out
I can tell you that without any doubt
We continuously grow and change
Our desires and dreams can be rearranged
No one should live their life set in stone
Fuel yourself with drive in every bone

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