“With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts.” – Eleanor Roosevelt

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Every day is my first breath
every day is my last.
Like the sun in the morning
like the moon at night,
I am born and I die.
Someday the last leaf will fall
but the tree of life will grow on.
I won’t see your smile
I won’t feel your heart
but in perfect sincerity
I’ll carry your love with me
wherever my soul will fall asleep.
Until then,
keep breathing,
keep smiling,
hold me tight in your heart
till we fall asleep.

By Sharka Waite

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