The welcoming warm sunlight
wavers over these eager paths
piercing simmering shadows
illuminating ambitious need.

Peaking cedars point envious
crowns towards the heavens
where cooing doves glimmer
as they float on penciled wings.

In the years that spread before me
loom shapes and shades only
barely discernible, yet somehow
staggering my uncertain steps.

Yet what I see most clearly of all
imbued with the most vibrant tones
that singing shimmer across my heart
is the gift of joy you blessed me with.

And for that
I will always
be grateful.

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