Life....

Author: D. Smith Kaich Jones

Life leaves gifts everywhere. It is messy and the packages are hastily wrapped, the look-here messages scrawled in shadows.  Life says there's a flower blooming in the night; it will open for your pleasure in morning's light, and look at those petals, white against the darkness-isn't that the best blossom ever? Life says INHALE. 

Life also says your mothers is dying, take her hand and remember her eyes, it will be all right. Life says you may feel penniless, but walk into the day, the sun is waiting with arms wide open, free for the taking. Life says EXHALE.

What does life look like? It looks like fallen flower petals and rain. It looks like the sounds the birds make at dawn. It looks like the aisle of grocery stores when a song I love suddenly begins to play overhead, and I cannot help but dance a little dance. It looks like a sigh, a kiss, an unmade bed.

It looks like a plain vanilla cupcake in white paper, a dance with the wind, pink toenails and soft fuzzy socks.  It looks like a fire against the cold of winter, and  Bob Dylan and sometimes Taylor Swift. It looks like chick flicks, books that make you cry, and all the candles blown out on the first try

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