Alive

To hear the birds singing
And flying in the sky,
The rustle of leaves
As a breeze passes by.
A thousand colourful buds
And blossoms bouncing
With glee, all those
Growing saplings becoming
Big trees. When I see all
This without a single cloud
In the powder blue sky,
I look around in wonder.
How amazing to be alive.

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