Morning dew fills the grass
Moments that pass
They are like blessings
Nothing in the present, future, or past
Moments that pass
Each day I’m here I laugh
Things could be worse
What have I done to make them better?
Moments that pass
When days get darker I remember the dew
Dew on the grass and the flowers that bloom
Moments that pass
Move over and make room
Something new is coming and going to change me
Am I ready or will it last?
These moments that pass
Rebirth and growth
Let these moments not pass me
I am ready
Peace and love,
Michael Anthony
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