Iguana Tree
I walked beneath the Iguana tree
Along a cobbled road
Taking in the surroundings
In this land of Mexico
Here life has a rhythm
No one seems in a rush
Yet they get where they're going
While I continue on my walk
I try to match their pace
Yet I feel I'm out of step
I worry about tomorrow
All the worries in my head
They seem to move so slowly
Yet they are quick with a smile
This is the land of mañana
Still they work each day to get by
I think they have so little
There is a flaw in how I see
For them family is the answer
Or praying on bended knee
Simple pleasures and laughter
Living day by day
Instead of rushing through our lives
We should learn from the Mexican way
I learn a small yet large lesson
By stopping long enough to see
A different way of living
In sleepy Bucarrias by the Sea
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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