T is for ... Treats

This little heart leaps,
Delights in flyspeck pleasures,
Wallows in halcyon days.

This little heart springs,
Treats itself to happiness,
Though the portions are too small.

R is for ... Restless

Beyond sunset

Tiny sailboat drifts,
Fading into horizon,
Wandering into unknowns.

When the sun has set,
All our labors turn to dust
Like waves return to oceans.



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