Singing In the Sun
Some birds sing in the sun
Others sail through storms
Some folks were born to have fun
Others to slave in many forms
As I sit on this stone of introspection
Staring into the pool that is the world
Do I see the reflection of success
Or just another form of madness?
Copyright © John Pen | Year Posted 2014
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