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Would that I could pick at life that way
Only tasty morsels
While overlooking the rest
Walking carefully over the rocks
Staying in the shallow water
Not feeling the sand beneath my feet
Waiting to see what good things
Wash up for me to choose
Ignoring the rest
What do I want to eat today?
Where do I want to fly?
Taking time to breathe
Gazing at the sky
Waiting for the best things
To wash up in the waves
Can’t I wait to choose the good things too, and
Ignore the rest before I fly away?
I want to gather health
Kindness and laughter and beauty too
Some sunny, warm days
When my skin feels nourished, smooth and oily
I want to pick up a pearl for my grandmother
Some grace for me
No illness, no wanting, no dread
Can’t I pick at life that way?
Then fly away, leaving the rest?
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