Does the rose ever know how protective is the thron to it?
Does the river ever know how guiding are the banks to it?
Does the bird ever know how freeing is the sky to it?
Does the tree ever know how grounding is the earth to it?
Does the moon ever know how soothing is the night to it?
Does the butterfly ever know how vibrant is the flower to it?
Does the bee ever know how sweet is the nectar to it?
Does the cloud ever know how comforting is the rain to it?
Does the seed ever know how promising is the soil to it?
Does the wind ever know how refreshing is the breeze to it?

Like the air we breathe without a thought,
Or the sunrise and sunset, taken for naught.

The steady beat of our own heart's pace,
The smile on a loved one's face,
The comfort of a familiar place,
These simple joys we often replace.

For life is a gift, fragile and dear,
And every experience holds something clear.
So let us not forget to appreciate,
The precious moments before it's too late.

© davence_hackwell
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