This Feeling

by Jazzy   Aug 2, 2011


I sit on front porch.-sipping coffee- . I look out to the blue mountains cascading into a sea of green trees. -i smile when i hear the chirp of a tiny , innocent, baby bird. -Wondering why life cant be this nice.- i turn to my husband, give him a kiss. Smile down at my baby. Hoping this feeling will never leave me. I tear slowly slides down my cheek. When you ask whats wrong. I will simply say..nothing, nothing at all. And thats when i realize...that life is this good. You just have to make it this way.

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