Living the dream, where the sky meets the sea,
A place where the heart feels both wild and free.
The sun kisses mornings with a golden embrace,
And every new day is a gift, full of grace.
The world spins in colors, both bright and serene,
Every moment alive, as if part of a scene.
Chasing the moments that slip through our hands,
Building our castles in faraway lands.
Living the dream, with no chains to bind,
Free to follow the whispers of heart and mind.
Laughter and love, paint the air like a song,
Where right feels so true, and where we belong.
The journey is endless, but time knows no haste,
With every new step, no moment to waste.
Living the dream, not in tomorrow or past,
But in now, where the present forever will last.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and Light,
Brenda Marie
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