#WorldPoetryDay

If I could live my life as precious as the rose like the softness of the pedals as they unfold. When the buds finally open and the fragrance fills the air. I'll carry the never-ending memories enough for all to share.

If I could live my life as soft as the morning dew with the gentleness of the morning that brings about a new. It's the presence of the sun so joyous and so blest. That keeps me so eager to wait for my next step.

If I could live my life as white as the winter snow. The love I have for my brothers would truly begin to grow. The flakes, their shape stumble down and fall to be an example - to live for a worthy cause.

If I could live my life as smoothly as the spring comes in. I would never want my life to come to a tragic end. Having the beauty and the strength of the oldest trees. I would process pure life as it was meant to be.

If I could live my life as gentle as the breeze I would know the warmth and comfort as the summer's eves. The coolness of the air in how it stays so fresh. I would always live my life striving to be the best.


© V's Says