Your Welcome

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Your Welcome

I rode that way today,
on my bicycle,
I peddled far, far away.
Rode past here, rode through there,
up toward this way, down around that.
I peddled.
I peddled fast, fast and barely moved anywhere.
I went far slow.
I went so far, so slow, I hurried up and stopped.
You saw me didnt you? You laughed, I know you laughed.
I probably made your day.
For those 7 seconds,
I took your mind of your situation and amused you with mine.
Go ahead, laugh, ha ha...
for at least 7 more seconds.
The amount of time it would take you to remember
your problems are far worst than mine.
Not knowing that while you were laughing at my situation...
I just prayed you through yours...

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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