The view from here is lovely
On this terrace where I stand.
High above the down below
I survey all the land.
There's a party going on,
And there, a baseball game.
There, two people making love
Before a roaring flame.
Over there are busy bees
Abuzz with busy lives,
Making honey from the flowers,
Filling up their hives.
Everywhere I look a flurry
Of activity.
People meeting people;
Meeting everyone but me.
Time for a reflection;
To rethink things anew.
Time to join the party and
Forsake this terrace view.
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