Perfect Days
Perfect days are meant To be bottled and saved Uncorked and savored On less-perfect days On days that need brightening In every way They will bless us with colors That with us will stay To uplift our spirits On those less-perfect days
Perfect days are meant To be bottled and saved Uncorked and savored On less-perfect days On days that need brightening In every way They will bless us with colors That with us will stay To uplift our spirits On those less-perfect days
A tale of sun And summer days Where bees work And rabbits play In butterfly gardens Under skies of blue Where migrant birds Are just passing through En route to find More days of sun In a far-off land Where summer’s just begun
Down in the valley Where the butterflies fly The vibe is easygoing Nobody asks why Why are we here? Where are we going? What’s it all mean? Are the answers worth knowing? No questions No answers No wasted breath given As the butterflies fly It’s the good life They’re livin’
Hot dogs Tank tops Potato chips Flip-flops Convertibles Catchy tunes Splish splash Chill afternoon Sizzlin’ grill Setting sun Fireworks Flash in the sky Snapshots of 4th of July
Watered from above And showered with love This is how a garden grows
You Make everything better Just by being You Colorful Resilient Beautiful You
Storm clouds or sunshine What do you see? What will be, Will be
Stand tall And know your worth Whether king of the castle Or a pile of dirt Life is what you make it
The sun shines So, the flower will bloom The flower blooms So, the bee will visit The bee visits So, our world is sweet Our world is sweet So, we can give thanks We can give thanks By being good stewards Good stewards Of our beautiful earth
They went to the ocean To watch the waves To let their memories Drift away To the far corners Where earth meets air To a place where dreams Are theirs to share Like pearls plucked As priceless treasures From a sea of endless Possibility
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