Cycles of Life

Time Repeats Itself, Until It Doesn't

By Camille Turner-BragdonPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Each Day I Rise To Receive A New Day, And Each Day I Watch The Day Go By

I climb hills of life,

I watch the sun rise, then set;

I journey down...then REPEAT!

nature poetry fact or fiction

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Camille Turner-Bragdon

I am a Clinical Social Worker, Goal Coach, Academic Success Coach, Motivator, Mentor, Goal-Setting Workshop & Vision Board Party Host, Author, Youtuber, Owner/Boss...

"The RISE.Motivation Station LLC" https://linktr.ee/CamilleTheGoalCoach

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