Crawl then walk before you run,
get your work done before the fun.
Tip the waiter for the meal,
make excuses for how you feel.
Have a drink to quench the thirst,
win the race by being the first.
Fluff the pillow for the head,
fall asleep in a warm bed.
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Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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I take from this wonderful poem the meaning that what one does comes back to them providing comfort to others brings comfort to oneself whether it be physical or emotional one can sleep with a clear conscious A fave
MAKES ME FEEL COMFORTABLE THANK YOU LETS BE FRIENDS
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