“Slow down, relax!

Do you want to die young?”

I rush and dance round

panicked and usually late.

Waddle, waddle, waddle…

Hmmmm…..

It occurred to me that

the ambling duck seemed a lot

like a kid on Spring Break…

He eats when he wants,

swims until dark,

and sleeps as he’s

warmed by the sun.

So I’ve made a vow

to live more like that duck…

To halt all the madness,