Easy to blame
Easy to feel blamed
Easy to find fault
To find things wanting
Tough to celebrate
To enjoy the small things
When we do we wait
We wait for the moment to pass
To be anxious is natural and the base state
Celebrations must only be short!
Can't be long and continuing,
That is reserved for pain!
How can it be possible?
But how?
For one to celebrate the touch of the sun?
Or the morsel we chew and eat when hungry.
The blessing of people who care and the unconscious smile of a child...
How can I celebrate each moment,
Surely this is not meant to last!
How can I say, "no complaints,
None whatsoever..."
Feels bit like death!
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