No more worry

I look around, overwhelmed at times, restless too, so much to do, not enough green, it's a good thing I have a good woman by my side, to keep me leveled, my rock, my other half. I used to worry about the little things, not so anymore, they seem, just that, little things; we have one another, we understand each others' needs, we fit.

a little haiku

Haikus are easy but sometimes they don't make sense refrigerator. sunny and warm the sun is warm on my face it's cold outside. Work, that's all I do working hard for the money the blue sky.

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you're either living or dying, up or down, no straight lines. Every time we fall, we rise again, surpassing the point from which we have fallen.