“WATCHING LIFE GO BY”

 

How many times have I stopped to smell

the scent of a flower;

How many times have I seen through the clarity of water

and peered into my soul; 

How many times have I stopped to

listen to the silence of the woods;

How many times have I asked ‘How are you?’

and then genuinely wanted to know;

How many times have I appreciated the honesty of a child

However, may have, the bluntness hurt my pride;

How many times have I corrected myself

before setting other things in order;

How many times have I looked at  the complete picture

before filling in the shades of grey;

How many times have I watched the first ray of the sun

and marveled at the miracle of life;

How many times have I given a part of me, not for the goodness of it

but simply to share;

How many times have I painted my dreams in wet colors

and not worried about the stains;

How many times have I heard the music and waited long enough

to listen to the notes;

How many times have I cared to laugh from my heart

and smile with my eyes;

How many times have I lived life to the fullest

and not simply watched it go by.

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