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Looking for life


What is it that
I was looking for?
Amidst the parched autumn fall
Strewn here and there,
Amidst the blossoms
In the park right next to my house,
In my walks
Made lively with the
Joyful chirping of
The winged friends,
Across the rainbow skies
That greet me at sunrise and sunset,
In the late night walks
On a full moon night,
In the waves breaking at the shores
With their full might,
In roaring thunders
And lightning flashes,
In the showers of the first rain
That have me running
Out on the streets.
Ah yes! Life!
Here it is.

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  1. This has a really beautiful message. Life can be exciting if you allow it to be.

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    1. Thank you so much Deana. I am glad the idea filters through these words.

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  2. This i great! love the idea of looking for life! Beam me up there's no intellegent life herere hahahaha

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    1. Thank you so much Sam. I am glad you like this post.

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  3. I'm a member of the A-Z team just checking in. Glad to see that everything is going smoothly for you during the Challenge! :)

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