Laying down in the green grass,

Looking up through the branches of a tree

Seeing the sky peek through

Glimpses of a brighter side a clearer path, happier life

As a breeze shifts the leaves

Seeing now a whole new view

One that is different, but is beautiful in a way of its own

All that one must do is look, and see the beauty in change

And grow to love change and the ability to grow


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