By Andrew R. Duckworth

He said he needed to see the world,
See all of it, every plain, canyon,
Every hill, every mountain,
So he picked up his stuff and left
Out to see the entire world.
He stayed a second here,
A minute longer there,
Too long everywhere.
He was in a hurry.
The landmarks wouldn’t move
But one day he would cease to be.
And at the end, he hadn’t seen half.

In his rush of life to see all,
He never once stopped to enjoy it.

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