What if the sky was purple and the grass was pink?
Would you find it crazy, or would you think?...
This is something I could get used to.
I'm tired of doing what I used to do.
Some change is good; some change is bad.
The change that jingles can make you glad.
When you want a snack and only have three dimes...
Reach in your pocket and a quarter you find.
A hidden treasure is what I seek.
Tucked away so nice and neat.
I'd find it on the road less traveled.
Below the surface...the dirt..the gravel.
Be careful..Slow down! Don't go too deep.
The load is heavy and your heart is weak.
Just set your thoughts on things above.
From there you'll find the purest love.
-Yours Truly
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