In Praise of Each and Every Breath

Dandelion Clock Now that snow has melted and winter passed away,
Green leaves upon the trees unfurled and grass
Needs mowing once again….  Yellow dandelions
Reflected beauty of the yellow morning Sun,
Turn to puffy white, seeds blow upon the slightest breeze.

Blown again into the world, I marvel at its beauty…
Not yet ready to pull away into waiting deep.
Though I know that life comes with suffering,
I am ready to suffer for yet another day,
Husband small measure of the body’s strength
In praise of each and every breath.

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