Place of Comfort

In and around this world
of widespread shebang
We all have our special place
that we find
comfort to hang
It’s all a part of
the squeeze
we all desire
Don’t want to take
a tumble off of
life’s high wire
Symmetry and harmony is
what our mission must be
We should rid ourselves
of the muck of
life’s debris
We have to go
to that
place of comfort
and joy
Cannot be anyone’s
joke or toy
Just do what is
the right thing ahead
To sleep at
night in a peaceful

About kwicksand

Sinking in the quicksand of my thoughts. ~David Bowie
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7 Responses to Place of Comfort

  1. Reblogged this on Amanda's Words / starfire8me and commented:
    So True!!!

  2. Cubby says:

    Hear, hear! What more can one ask for?

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