It by Ann Wood
It takes courage to be happy.Vulnerability.
Maturity.
Longing.
Love.
Love of life.
To the breath.
To the breeze.
To the strong sun.
Because we can be happy only when we fill the cracks in us.
Sometimes they are filled with love.
Sometimes with someone's shoulder that quietly supports us.
Sometimes they fill with laughter.
With that boundless ecstasy, you fly with.
Which blows your hair away from the wind.
And you know you're here because there is a reason.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2021-02-06 at 22:41
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