we woke to sunshine hitting our faces

we live through memories we create with paintbrushes past down to us 

from our great great grandparents who hand crafted them when they came to this country to build their own 

we chose to create the breathe we let free into this world

we chose this life

to live wild and free in the world as it molds us and we mold life

breathe in

for life is beautiful even we are in the depths of the darkest pits of our mind

even if we are sixth feet under and no one seems to see a thing

breathe in

for life is wonderful

for everything that touches us is beautiful 

breathe in 

breathe out

let the world mold us into somethng beautiful 

so we can create something beautiful for the children of our children

mold their pantbrushes so they can create something wonderful such as we did