I heard of this poem once before and i just wanted to share it with everyone im not sure of the writer
"She realized she was lucky - because she could actually see it - how the trees got more beautiful each year...how they danced with such graceful pride, surviving each season's change...and she knew their beauty lied not in the perfection, but the growth...and she could see it - in the trees, the people around her, and some days, even in herself...AND SO SHE WOULD DANCE"
I think we can all probably take and learn something from this poem. I know i certainly will :)
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