Somedays you See

I want to just take care of Me

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For good or Ill

Only my glass do I wish to Fill

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I do not seek to be a selfish Prick

But without some focus on my life, I might get Sick

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Yes, I know people need me and I require others Too

But diving into other’s paths is something I do not wish to Do

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I bask in the idea of doing what I Need

Yes, I am clutching at my time with Greed

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Engage in self Care

For there is nothing I seek to Share

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Like a snake I wish to hunt Alone

I would rather haul cactus than pick up the Phone

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So perhaps just let me Be

And do what you need without assistance from Me

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Grab a little of my fiction here

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Clear water sparkles on the Green

As new budding plants are Seen

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The desert sun a danger and yet a Blessing

Always keeps me Guessing

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The beauty, substance, and delightful Smell

Mix so Well

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Soil and compost darken the Ground

But life within can be Found

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Solar collectors keeping the Earth Alive

Only with plants can we Survive

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Growing healthy and sprouting Flowers

I am rewarded for how I have spent these Hours

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Later I enter my Glade

And rejoice in the Shade

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Increasing abundance by the Score

And knowing there will be More

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Grab a little of my fiction here

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