Open sky and breezy wind,
time in a bottle for little sin.
Embrace the sun as it becomes
one year in progress and two in sum.
Bright child's eyes
for sweet cherry pie.
In celebration of love
Let go on wings of a dove.
Ask me when to take a breath
after a day of being deaf.
Open roads take fears to the sky
hand in hand in the night.
Over water and across the ocean
Friendly faces are a notion.
Concerns for steps
That should have been kept.
Talk of future, life and death
What more can there be said?
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