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Thu, 02/12/2015 - 19:18 -- MLE

It is the little things that bless us

And make our smiles grow wide

That remind us life is a journey

Where happiness never dies

 

It just sometimes takes a break

But that’s okay so do we,

We just ask that it returns

For an escape is what we need.

 

An escape from the stress,

The responsibilities, the concern,

A reprieve from reality

Where our imagination can soar.

 

And sometimes you might just see

That imagination becomes real

And suddenly your dreams are happening

And pure exuberance you feel

 

These things start to happen

That hugely impact your life.

And totally change your path

Like a crisp breeze twirls a kite.

 

But you are filled with such joy

It is hard to comprehend

That just mire days ago

You thought the anguish would never end

 

Now its not anguish

It’s straight up fun!

You gain a new perspective

It’s like the war has been won.

 

This thing called hope

Blossoms from deep within

And its comfort is soothing

This feeling never forgotten.

 

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