Great cities built
On the backs of my kin
The world turns together
While the lazy watch
I am not common
Though some tell me so
Life is spiritual for me
I prefer it that way
Soaring
I do not complicate
I do not cause fuss
I do not wish for more
I do not pander to bullies
There's something to be said
For the joy found in simplicity
To each their own
My world is my own
Always
Jon D.B.
You are a true hard working creator
Even when your body rests
Your mind never does
Here is the poem we wrote for you
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