When We Think, We Feel

As we meander through life, it isn’t without some strife

But sometimes we choose not to see it

Happiness only begins, when overlooking our sins

As sometimes we choose not to see it

I wouldn’t say yes to sad, if the choice was easily had

So sometimes we choose not to feel it

What I want to see, really begins with me

For truth is as we choose to see it

The beauty of life is quite, the time it takes so trite

Beauty is as we choose to see it

I never want to forget, the life that is mine and yet

It’s simply life as I see it

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