Better Days

 

Ah the richness wafting by my nose, food and drink springing me to my toes
Echos of lively chatter, so many deep and profound thoughts to pose
Hugged by a cool spring breeze to tickle hairs on our arms
Such laughter, remembering days past and simple childish charms
Hands pressing a brush down a canvas splashed with memories in color
Children running past playing hide and seek as they holler
Ocean rumbles to remind us of a force vastly more powerful than us
Reminders of better days to come – enjoy the now and spurn the fuss

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