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Working in our garden, shovel in hand,
Digging and turning over this plot of land,
When from out from a pile of Oregon Grape,
I glimpsed a movement, my mouth agape.
A baby Possum was waddling towards me.
It moved very slowly, not sure it could see,
Walked around my feet, then said adieu,
While meandering slowly, from my view.
I have not seen another Possum here,
That moved around, with so little fear.

The fear of dying, I understand.
The fear of living, I cannot.
Face your worries, day by day,
For it will come, when it's ready.
Live your life, the best that you can,
As there are others, worse off than you.
Feel blessed for what you have.
Worry not about what to do.
Just keep at it until you're through.