A LEAST THERE IS
At least there is a park-
And trees-
And sunlight shining through them-
And the color of the leaves-
And the freshness of the skies-
At least there is something -
Somewhere-
Outside me-
Which takes me away-
If only for a few moments
From my inner world
Of Worries, Fears, Doubts,
And Ineptitude.
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