Pockets
Wouldn’t it be nice if every moment was just rainbows and roses with worries fading to dust
But snapped back into reality once we realize this fairy tale is not going to materialize
Yet can find peace in the pockets of time when joy and mindfulness intersect and combine
They'll come in a hurry and move on fast so hold onto them tight before they pass
Since those are the slices of life that keep us going offsetting the tough days to fuel our growing
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