Take a deep breath

by Dagmar Wilson   Sep 26, 2017


There are some bumpy days
nothing seems to be in place,
we are climbing mountains
trying to fix the problem.

Often we create our own bumps
the ones we like to climb on,
it may be nothing that can't wait until the next day.
Why worry!

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  • 7 years ago

    by Mark

    The self creating climb up seemingly never ending mountains. Why worry - a great proposed solution. Like this Dagmar.

  • 7 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    I like the reality of your writes, Dagmar. I always nod along - sometimes sadly - but I rarely disagree with the message you convey so clearly.

    Take care and all the best as ever,
    Ben

  • 7 years ago

    by Michael

    Nice one Dagmar,

    love this this poem, with a nice end of 'why worry'

    Much love

    Michael :)

  • 7 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    I actually found myself taking deep breaths
    as I was reading it :) live each day and moment
    rather then wasting on the path that knocked us off!

  • 7 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    I have those bumps too :) "why worry about the bumps" what a great sentiment. Milly x

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