Slipping and Falling
I have Slipped many a time.
Sometimes, it has lead to
laughing, bumps and bruises.
But, there was a time,
when being in a hurry
was more Satin's tool.
Tool for what?
Why, it was to give me more time
as an earthly endeavors ,
And, to take me from loved ones
I am < still not sure,
If it was to show me
from wrong to right
30 years later,
I have learned; yet,
am Still me,
Unchangle Me!!
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