Over the past few months facing unknown and knowing it might end, I have noticed--
The Sky is bluer
The air is fresher
The wind is bracing
Flowers Springing up.
Urges of a new year.
Freindships Dearer
The hopes of tomrrow and the promises of eternity found.
The joy in the wife of my youth
It becomes a beautiful pattern that resists the tearing. This life is a gift. Every hour. Every day. Every minute. Every second.
Oh that my eyes would have been opened this wide before.. but they are now wide open and alive
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