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I write this poem as a "note to self";
a reminder--I guess--that I am not an elf.
My days are short and filled with worry;
binding me to do things in a hurry.
In work and school, children and wife;
I sometimes forget there is more to life.
The sun, the trees, the moon, and the sky;
they are always there, they always say "hi".
So, I write this now--this "note to self";
to remind me(again), I am not an elf.
Though time is fleeting, I shall not worry;
I will not be bound by a lifesyle of hurry.
My work and school, my children and wife;
I hope through me, they will see this life.
Our sun, our trees, our moon, and our sky;
are looking for us to return their "hi".
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"The path to enlightenment is paved in suffering....
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