When life compounds,
We feel lost, like one
Left in the wilderness.
A feeling of dejection,
Creeps everywhere,
In your mind and body.
You then quickly lost,
The sense of life.
The same life that,
Make your parents
Rejoice and appreciate
Life so much, when you
Landed on planet earth.
With a cheering cry.
a good insight into life, sometimes up sometimes down like a seasaw
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Yes, Life compounds a lot at times. Yet as you say there is 'a freshness deep down things'. Good write. Paul.