Poetry

Counting down

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The days until I can be not stressed

Or not hear the whining of the people complaining about the small things.

He could fix it without saying a word.

But he seeks an audience when these things happen, and I aim to shut it down and move on with my life.

To live in peace and harmony with the world, I have been blessed to be in.

One day he will see this blessing, too, and realize all the complaining he did was for nothing as the light shines down on him every day in some small way.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes