Happiness is the
Wind
Beneath clipped
Wings
Of flying birds.
It is the
Broken
Swings of our
Childhood.
It is the
Canyon
Underneath a shaky
Bridge
That is conquered with
Baby steps.
It is the
Shark's teeth
Scattered along the shore
Like shells.
Happiness is a
Moment
Of change.
Wind
Beneath clipped
Wings
Of flying birds.
It is the
Broken
Swings of our
Childhood.
It is the
Canyon
Underneath a shaky
Bridge
That is conquered with
Baby steps.
It is the
Shark's teeth
Scattered along the shore
Like shells.
Happiness is a
Moment
Of change.
MRose911
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