EACH BREATH A GIFT
How fragile is life
And what a gift
Each moment is.
Until life itself is at risk
I forget this simplest of blessings.
Each breath
Cool and sweet
Could be my last,
Could be your lover’s last,
Could be your child’s last,
Remember this then:
Don’t take for granted
This life that has been gifted you…
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