Sometimes the world seems it has weighed me down
I gather all it's worries on a furrowed brow
Wondering what's in store for me as morning breaks
Looking at what's happening, and our mistakes
Sometimes my feelings overcome the best of me
Those feelings seem to flourish and I'm seldom free
From worrying what is the point of everything
And enjoy my life for what it is, remembering
All that comes from being here, are trials of life
Nothing quite enthralls the mind like daily strife
So maybe I should see the world as an open page
Blank, awaiting written words expressing age
And all that comes alongside life, I must embrace
For only I can see the world as a wondrous place
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For only I can see the world as a wondrous place. Yes, Phil, despite of all the ups and downs the world is yet a wondrous place! Thanks for sharing!