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Distancing Happiness

I step lively toward a place,
Making a thunderous pace
To reach and seize with haste
A life of delight intricately laced.
Yet, elusive always to taste
Truest joy in all its grace.
The more I fight to find its face,
The more distant happiness is to trace.

I step lively toward a place,
Making a thunderous pace
To reach and seize with haste
A life of delight intricately laced.
Yet, elusive always to taste
Truest joy in all its grace.
The more I fight to find its face,
The more distant happiness is to trace.

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By Jeffrey L. H. Naylor

Retired Professor of Literary Criticism/Philosophy/History. Retired USAR Lieutenant Colonel. Father of six.

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