Feel the warmth of the sun shining on your face
Feel the wind playing softly with your hair
Hear the river streaming slowly
And sense the firm ground under your feet
Your life was not given to you to be thrown away
Do what you want and be happy
There is only one chance at life
Be sure not to waste it
So, hush, baby –there is no use in crying
The past is past
And future means to start anew
Only you decide what you want to do
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Lovely, modern sentiment. Lovely restraint, brave and generous. Excellent piece.