Balancing High On A Line Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

Happiness a true feeling of peace, security,
Satisfaction inside, is different for everyone,
Many people today will never discover who, where,
They were to be, in this short earthly ride.
Chasing money wanting more, has become such an,
Addiction, in so many minds, never satisfied, inside,
Mixing that with, I love to spend all the time,
Like a tight rope walker balancing, high on a line,
Always so tense, about to break their spine.
Everyone has a soul, they need to know,
Take time, relax alone, different scenery,
Enjoy discover you, turn off your phone for a couple,
Hours, if you cannot, that's an addiction too.
Picture yourself, your life, you created and made,
Are you going in circles, or you accomplishing,
Anything towards true peace, true happiness,
For the rest of this life's stay.

The Original: Tom Maxwell © 02/18/2023 AD
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