each like the side of a rope..
we play tug-a-war.
contribution
a double sided slope.
the pendulum side to side.
I began my feat,
a delicious treat,
all the way tumbling down.
the insanity plead,
done well & taken the lead,
for pitterpatter fallin rain drops,
fall.
Beneath it all...
way way down low,
the special type of roots do grow.
no soil needed only moisture is pleaded,
reaching the sky above.
the sun shine on my face,
this beautiful place.
we call home.
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