Born

Of all the hopes and all the dreams

I’ve had to amend,

I asked the Sun to show me how

I could begin again

 

She led me to a little park

Of slides and swings and trees

She said to submerge in the light

And surface in the breeze

 

Each blessed dawn,

Each sacred dusk,

Each molecule was rife

With the substance of my soul:

The very pith of life

 

Each day, we’re born

Each night, we die

Each time we lose, we win

Love, it only breaks our hearts

To let more love in

 

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