I love the special, the rare, the unique,
But I love more the simple, the ordinary, the everyday.

I love that the sun rises every morning,
And the stars shine bright as the day falls asleep.

I love that the wildflowers bloom so proudly,
Even when no one pays them a slight notice.

I love that the birds sing their own songs,
And the trees whisper in their own language.

I love that the waves never stop crashing on the shore,
And the ocean never sleeps.

I love that the blue sky always carries me away,
While the rainy days keep me grounded.

I love that normal, simple, ordinary uniqueness,
Of each and every day.

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May 16, 2024