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Tell me what you celebrate

It isn’t hard to do

 Do you love me?

 Do you love that paint?

Exposing the brick

 They’re crumbling a bit

 Do you love the bees

 Fly over our heads

 Race into the woods

 Make honey so sweet

Do you love me

 Do you love the breeze

 When you stand on the deck

 Of a boat on the sea

 Or when it comes through

 An open window

 Of a high ceiling room

 On the eleventh floor

Do you love stories

Of that stream you found

You followed the path

Burns under your feet

The trees they parted

And you stumbled upon

The coolest trail

Your skin heads north

And tell me what you celebrate

It isn’t hard to do

Do you love me

A walk on the street

Oh lavender

The scent fills the air

Oh remember

The hand sewn quilt

We laid on it there

We laid on it there