Life is movement,
Sometimes fun,
Sometimes chaotic mess,
All forward motion until it’s done…
So, for a moment, I get it,
Get up from the comfy chair,
Flap my arms in a crazy dance,
Sucking in the cool fresh air,
Refreshing, recirculating, forgetting
The TV still playing there…
Life is movement,
Sometimes measured
Sometimes frantic, spontaneous,
Each small dance to be treasured.
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