Too much to…… see,
too much to…………….. do,
so many people end up with flu.
If time stood……….. still
it would be a thrill
to take a moment to reflect
and not neglect…….. ourselves.
For in there lies our greatest joys,
not toys……….. just silence
and such magnificence.
But back to the race
we must make…….. haste
for time is little and we are old…..er
Mistake,………………………. for I was wrong.
A Simple Poem by R. J. Burgess 2012 (c)
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