A Satisfied Mind - Poem by David Harris
Everybody has their hopes and dreams,
which sometimes play on their mind;
some are crushed and broken,
in the scheme of things.
Yet others stay in focus,
for as long as we may live.
They build us up to make our stand,
when the need may arise,
let us forget our failures;
we’ve endured from time to time.
That makes our life stable
giving us the one thing,
everyone want to find,
and that is a satisfied mind.
(12 June 2007)
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