The grass is always greener,
The water always bluer,
And other lives more colorful than ours,
When viewed from behind whatever fence
We claim has cut us off
From all that’s good, and true, and special.
Perhaps it’s time to either
Climb over whatever fence
You feel constrains you,
Or — better yet — to turn around and discover
The beauty that awaits right where you stand…
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