Hour 2, Poem 2

Something lost,
something found

Oh well, that’s life..
Why was it not just last year that

I found a job
But lost all time

Found stability
But lost spontaneity

Found a niche
But lost warmth of home

Found acceptance
But lost individuality

Found a way to live
But the will..

Oh well!
Something lost, something found…

Ain’t that life?

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