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Friday, June 18, 2010

Sometimes

Sometimes

>when home seems far away; and

>the horizon seems impossible.

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>sometimes

>when stress is pressing a lot,

>you hit the pebbles on the road; and

>crush the leaves under your feet.

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>"let me go back", is what you think.

>but stop a while and look back,

>what do you see?

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>you have come a long way,

>so many seasons;

>have you seen here,

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>so many pastures;

>have you crossed by.

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>so many times;

>you felt the cool breeze; and

>smelt the moist soil.

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>so many rainbows;

>you made here; and

>so many times;

>did they splash colors in your life.

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>so many times;

>you ran hard, and

>crossed the hills in no time.

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>and now, when you are almost home

>you feel low, Once

>look around and see

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>the grass is still green; and

>small shades are still there.

>autumn has grown old,

>bees have started buzzing; and

>birds humming new songs.

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>rest for a while and start again

>fill your life with zest

>and forget about the rest

>you have to pace up this time; and

>see that you do reach home.

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