I'm nimble and quick.
I'm balanced not sick.
I sit on a mine
of goodness and kind...
...I am to myself.
My options of health...
...do beat away time
that made life unkind.
But good life is here.
I no longer leer...
...at those who have more.
It's my time to score.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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