Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff

I’ll stop at nothing to have it my way
(or so I pretend)
day after day,
as night passes away
to shed new light on the same old sameness
freshening insight and blame,
playing a  new game with no motivation to succeed
other than to be the curiosity that’s me
throwing stones into the ocean,
making waves,
and Grandfather Clock keeping time
in the universal flow of emotion
with hope and indebtedness pulling their weight
in Mother Nature’s godly plan
keeping Mankind’s survival priority one

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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