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Life's Unnoticables (Free verse) by apples_tim
The stars, sky and the smell of dew
things so small we endure
How many times we overlook
the finest gift of all?
Worries, tears, fears of tomorrow
troubled hearts with sorrow
don't be sad, mad, or extreme
because your life is for seen.
Listen to the bluebirds sing their songs
Savor the purity of the wind
of all things that move your soul
let this moment be forever yearned..
When the rain drops totter down
to kiss your supple lips
enjoy the power of distant passion
for all of these are heaven sent.
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