How Good It Is To Be Alive Poem by Paul Reed

How Good It Is To Be Alive



Nature is here this morning

Wrapped in the air all around,

Through the tree canopy awning

Songs of birds abound;



And whither my feet go

Whatever view I take,

I bask in the afterglow

Only inner joy can make;



A setting made for happiness

In which peace and hope can thrive,

Where carefree minds assess

How good it is to be alive.

Monday, January 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness
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