From a breath first taken, this is my life,

What has been a gift comes with scars and sacrifice.

We have a life, our roads chosen take us in unknown directions,

For this life we accept the mystery and wonder.

They live and breathe from here and there just the same,

Many to us are strangers, walking with names.

For this life she smiles at the morning’s light,

A tear in her heart but she does not cry.

He has many dreams to imagine as hope still survives,

He moves with the wind, he feels inside, for this life.

You are passion and energy combined,

In constant motion it is you who lives for this life.

Keith Garrett

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