I've started to notice I take things for granted,
I took walking for granted until I couldn't walk properly anymore,
I took singing for granted until my throat was sore,
I took dancing for granted until I could do that anymore,
I took seeing for granted until I had something in my eye,
I took loving you for granted until I risked losing you,
Why is it we forget about the joy of the simplest things,
Until there is a chance we will not have them anymore?
Why is it that the simplest of things bring us so much joy,
Yet we never realise it until it is almost to late?
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New Beginnings
PoetrySo after posting my first book My Broken Thoughts I decided to write my new book New Beginnings This is about my life in my new outlook on it, things are rough but get better thats something I'm learning. Enjoy my poetry in a happier light. Edit: cu...
