Panic Slowly
Panic slowly my good friend
Good friends- they panic slowly,
We take it slow and way we go
Away from feeling lowly.
No fear in us but only trust
How we aim so steadily,
All aboard and toward
Choices that are readily.
Don’t be alarmed nor ever dread
Nor even be so anxious,
We’ll get it right in hindsight
For we shan’t be so thankless.
Panic slowly my sweet friend
No need to stay uptight,
Life is good to be as should
Wonderful and bright.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2021
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