Pool of Life
Sometimes it is hard, not to dwellOn things that are wrong
I can think of so many
Bills to pay, deadlines to make
Finding a better paying job
I try and be thankful, for what I have
In all honesty, I guess I don't have it so bad
All one has to do, is turn on the TV,
Natural disasters, war, poverty, AIDS
It makes my problems look small
Compared to others around the world
Taking in little pleasures
Is what seems to get me through
A warm buttered biscuit
Watching my niece laugh
Bonding with my mother
Dancing in the rain
Diving into the pool of life,
To wash away the poisons
Trying not to bother with
Dwelling on my problems
Taking joy in life itself
It won't last forever
Poetry by Teala
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Written on 2005-12-05 at 07:04
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