Time for Insight

[buckobill]

Funny how little one's problems seems when placed against the problems of the world. All of my friends are currently in a state of anxiety and nervousness about the future. This only makes sense, since most of them are taking drastic steps at the moment. Maybe I'll post one of my poems for fun-loving reading:

Do you ever wonder when Mongoose fly?
Or, peppermint grow double?
If you can't but wonder why
Then surely life's no trouble

So seek the work of truant hand
In purpose or in leisure
Only to wonder yet again
Why days seem free of pleasure