Sometimes I stop and listen to my breathing
My beating heart is a wonderful feeling.
Hearing the wind blowing the leaves in the trees
the waves cascading in the sea breeze.
Feeling the sand underneath my feet,
seeing the land, and the ocean meet.
Smelling a meadow of wonderful flowers.
I feel rich and alive in the sun's power.
The simple joy of someone's laughter.
In our beautiful world for us to look after.
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Elizabeth Woods
My name is Lizzy and I'm a mom, an author, school teacher and an MFA creative writing graduate. I write emotion-filled fiction narratives and mental health articles. This is my website: www.elizabethwoodsauthor.com
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