Sometimes I wish I could be like you.
Walking along the pillars of human life,
never wondering or wishing or dreaming.
Sometimes I wish I could be like you.
Never caring in the slightest
or too loving in expression.
Sometimes I wish I could be like you.
Blinding my ears and deafening my eyes
to other sorrows that don't align to
my cosmos.
But Gratefully I am not you.
I look upon the helpless
and wish I could be their place of comfort.
I am not you.
For I take in the skies and the butterflies
and cry for their beauty is a gift
upon the green seed in the earth that
God planted in our breasts.
I am not you.
Even the useless speech you look over
makes me smile to know life
has renewed again even in monotony.
I am not you
I love you
~ Gwen le Moore ~
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Author:
Gwen le Moore (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: May 2nd, 2020 02:46
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Comments1
Caring in life is always the way to be and can bring so much happiness to others and oneself.
Andy
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