Opened one's eyes,
To feel the rays,
That beaming sun,
Rising on a new day,
Birds are singing,
A chorus of tweets,
Messages spreading from their beaks,
Carried far upon the breeze,
Like a drifting cloud,
Over the sea,
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Thatcher Rock Torquay |
Heart Break, Divorce, Survival, Personal Growth, Hope and Faith
The magic comes with a pen in hand, When emotions transfer upon a page, When letters join in harmony, That is where the sentences are made, ...