I SHALL NEVER LEAVE YOU:
by Anne Lebrecht
I am the breeze that forces through the open window,
Gently blowing across your face.
I am the tree swaying with the breeze.
I am the leaves falling softly to the ground.
The fragrance of the grass tantalizing your nostrils.
I am the hills, their soft curves caressing the sky.
I am the sea flowing gently or wildly slapping at the shore.
I shall never leave you, I am what you see, smell or touch.
I am the part of you that lives.
I am happy with each new day, for when you rejoice,
I am alive once again.
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