Life is beautiful
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I agreed when she called the world ugly,
When she whined it was a washed-out warped place.
Said I hated when weather was sunny,
Scorned sensations of summer on my face.
There is beauty all around us
In people young
And those whom time has made old.
Even in things unpleasant;
They can place us on the right road.
Though no path is the wrong one,
Some are a better fit,
It is the way the tide rumbles slowly,
racing up the sand to blanket my feet.
It is the way my toes submerge effortlessly,
into the soft embrace of the miniscule grains.
I woke up this morning,
a pleasure not many people get.
Everybreath is a gift.
So why waste it with boring
outlooks on our world
when the colors of night
shine ever so bright
Conception.
Two cells coming together to create one new being.
A small precious person growing, living.
Compacted with purpose and potential in a tiny figure, so soft and sweet.
Ready to make the future reality.
Life to you is black and white
with a coat of gray in between
You fail to see the brighter side,
the red, yellow, blue, and green
The world is filled with color
with more to life than you'll ever know
