It is easy to peek over the fence when one has it all
Struggles look attractive in opposition with contentment
Drama, passion, and danger appear **** in the comfort of stability

Then why do so many long to find happiness
When happiness isn't the "be all to end all"
Is life a continuous search not for contentment but for for excitement

Still, as one grows older, smaller dangers excite
Contentment is exciting if one searches for it inside the fence
Maybe that's why the old dog stays on the porch chewing the same bone