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December 20, 2011

Life's Circle Poem

A meadow's lark, a newborn's tear,
Life lies ahead, heart beats without fear.

A mother's breast, a child's whim,
A rose petaled kiss, a soft touch to the skin.

Open eyes, towards the heavenly sky,
Never alone, together we fly high.

Centennial, CO
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5 comments:

  1. AnonymousDecember 21, 2011 at 9:13 AM

    Beautiful and inspiring!

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  2. LindaDecember 28, 2011 at 12:34 PM

    I agree; reflective and thought-provoking. More please Joshua !

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  3. LindaDecember 28, 2011 at 12:34 PM

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  4. ChanaDecember 28, 2011 at 8:11 PM

    Love the photo as equally as the words.

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  5. annelieseJanuary 7, 2012 at 12:58 PM

    Thanks Josh for lighting my day with that poem, to keep things in prospective I reed it almost every day.
    mom

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