Turning Cheek | Poem

Preferring the sky’s expansive dome,
I turn away from towers of chrome.
Escape the rush and corporate strife,
I instead embrace the simple life.

In a tiny home where echoes sing,
No more the chaos or incessant bling.
The city’s hum replaced by calm,
A humble haven, within nature’s balm.

Self-sustainability, my guiding star,
Harvests of earth, not the boardroom’s bar.
Chickens cluck and garden rows,
We reap the peace the simple life bestows.

No suits, no ties, just open skies,
Where time is measured in heartfelt sighs.
With each sunrise, a new chance to thrive,
Gentle embrace the simple life.

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