In the wild
they are excellent
at getting food.
In the wild
they are known
to be fierce fighters
and will defend
themselves and their offspring.
In the wild
we glimpse them
before they bound off.
In the wild
if you see a rabbit
RUN!
In the wild
they are excellent
at getting food.
In the wild
they are known
to be fierce fighters
and will defend
themselves and their offspring.
In the wild
we glimpse them
before they bound off.
In the wild
if you see a rabbit
RUN!
When bad things happen
they come to your rescue.
They bring you comfort
and solace when grief is overwhelming.
An accident or trauma
will find them by your side
holding your hand and just being there.
They do these things because they know you
and they know
that should these things happen to them
you would it all for them too!
Things piled up
due to sickness,
no time,
scheduling problems,
no energy,
distractions,
and anything else
so only the bare minimum is done.
The priority is livable not cleanliness.
I have no idea where I am going with this.
Other than to say, Yay!
To those who turned their lives around
I am proud of you.
It is the ones who say
but do not do
that make me sad.
Everyone deserves a second chance
Except those who refuse to accept change is necessary
for society to re-accept them.
When prisons go bad
people get worse.
Can we help society by loving the people but not their crimes?
It seems like a long time
but goes by so fast.
You get caught up doing things
before you realize the days are slipping away.
How long does this last?
How much time is left?
What if it was 60 years
before the Earth runs out?
We are all underpaid.
Some have the title but no recompense.
Sometimes the only thing that can be done
is watch as they make a mess.
Hopefully they will learn one of life`s great lessons.
Otherwise you might end up steering them a little longer.
No matter what though
They will learn somehow
and you will to.
So thank your teachers.
all of them!
Life would not be the same without them.
It is Dark and Mysterious.
Travel through the world.
Like a Roomba.
Sharp items attached.
Spinning and hurting everyone who approaches.
No one is safe.
I will hide until this mood passes.
Or not.
Getting older sucks.
Things your body used to be able to do
are now intimidating.
What are your new limits?
From the bruises just earned
I’d say just been pushed!
They are shit takers
and shit talkers.
They are comfortable
and comforting.
They take the time to give
and give the time to take.
They are the best
and the worst.
Which is why we love
and hate to love them.
Our society requires us to show up sick
to work because we are only allowed so many rest days.
Our job performance is directly affected by the mental
and physical capacity we have when sick.
Yet we are still expected to perform flawlessly
because our presence is required.
Do you want another plague ridden body
or for the work to get done with less mistakes?
What is even worse is when the sickness is mental.
No boss will believe you need the day off
in order to recuperate from the mental exhaustion
your depression or anxiety has created.
Our society sucks!