Thinking back to my youth
It’s fair to say
That I knew I would become
True to myself
Over the years
I’m pleased to say
I’ve reveled in whimsical tales
and learned from mistakes
Today I say
Let the wind play into my ears
And let soar the words from
When I was born
Saying the sun
Is pure magic acting like a star
bursting with color
from afar
And leaving on my tongue
A touch of happiness
As I sing a song about my
Day relaxing under this tree
Such harmony floats in this breeze
Offering me divinity
And handing out trust
That this day will end
but The next will blend perfectly
Into eternity
And I make amends with my fears
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