Winter Poem

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From a walk I took in the woods.

Winding my way
through lists
longing to be doing
something else.

When  I was young,
It would have been;

Sailing ships,
seeking tropical islands
or
Saving the day
from some tragic event,
scary,
but not bloody.

But now,
I am old.

My dreams are of
a peaceful nature;

Families getting along.
staying in budget
and
finding where I put my cup of tea.