I sat on the sandy banks
Reflecting
The water flowed past
In no hurry
Why rush
Rushing is for people going places
I'm going to sit here
And let the days flow past
Want for a drink of something
Cool
That too will come in time
All I got is want and time
And plenty of both to share
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Set The Stage... Living in the Happy Between This Grief and That
PoetryJourney through the stages of grief as we live between this happiness and that.
