Poetry

Good things come, like morning light,
Soft whispers of a peaceful night.

A warm embrace, a loving smile,
Laughter's echo, lasting awhile.

Sun-kissed days, and starry skies,
Quiet moments, with opened eyes.

Good things grow, in every place,
Love, kindness, and a gentle pace.

Hope's horizon, shines so bright,
Gratitude's warmth, on darkest night.

Count the blessings, small and grand,
Good things surround, this promised land.

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