Friday, March 17, 2017

Living it Up and Settling Down

Of late, I’d rather stroll than stomp
Most days I’d rather rest than romp
Wild was fun, and so is tame
The pleasure level is the same

We discover wondrous things
When we spread or fold our wings
Raising hell is such a lift
Landing safe’s an equal gift

The past’s a blast with much to give
But it’s a lousy place to live
Grin for then, but then return
Still much to love and yet to learn

We’re off to see the world, no doubt
Dig the treasure, jump and shout
Of all the fortunes we can find
The Holy Grail is peace of mind

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