There are moments in life ,
When things come along to inspire;
And other times that come and go,
Laden with garbages of desire.
There are times worth savoring
The pleasure of being there,
And times, still, of lows of heart,
And of angst and despair.
The ebbs and flows of life,
That sail seldom without storm,
Those are spoils of luck at best,
Exceptions, and not the norm.
When things come along to inspire;
And other times that come and go,
Laden with garbages of desire.
There are times worth savoring
The pleasure of being there,
And times, still, of lows of heart,
And of angst and despair.
The ebbs and flows of life,
That sail seldom without storm,
Those are spoils of luck at best,
Exceptions, and not the norm.
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