about the bad things that happen.
Its about the good things.
Its about the air in your lungs,
The blood running through your veins.
Its about the feel of rain on your skin,
The darkness of the sky at night,
And walking across damp grass.
Its about the salty taste of the sea,
The smell of honey soaked air,
And balmy summer evenings.
Its about the sound of the morning chorus,
The sun setting over the ocean,
And crisp mountain air.
Its about the colour of roses,
The sweet smoothness of chocolate,
And the clarity of winter evenings.
Its about the luck of being alive,
The pure chance that made you happen.
Being thankful for anything and everything,
No matter how small.
The beating of your heart
© Lauren Cooke 2005