Poem

Don’t Worry

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anything that needs doing
can be done

fires grow easily
and burn themselves out

on the sun
every day is a perfect day

but down here it’s dark
and the leaves are always falling

you leave the same house every day
and become local history

an object on the pavement
a drawing on the wall

but it’s easy to go anywhere
and have a nice time

all you have to do
is count your life as a blessing

hold onto your memories
like helium balloons

live like an eddy
in the trickle of a stream

and die like an apple
collapsed into a seed