A collection of poetry.
Strolling along these serene, grassy banks / I bow my head in wondrous, grateful thanks / For these peaceful, still-moments of grace / From life's hard and rancorous footrace / Where hard knocks follow closely on my heels / And the devil slides up offering his cunning deals / I realize there are few who care about my pain / But walking here I appreciate this day's gentle rain / It's not that I don't see the mud below the flowers / Or know that life is quickly ticking away my hours / I see the vultures circling in the clouds overhead / I just choose to focus on this moment's beauty instead.
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