Here goes again...
It seems like I don't have much time to play
I don't mind it so much.
I'ts not like I have much sublime to say
just a little such and such.
Life is always rushing by. Make haste! Make Haste!
Why all the rush?
Try to find the reasons why. We race, we race
to beat times crush.
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Nice! Great rhythm!
ReplyDeleteI asked these very questions tonight as I looked at the clock and wondered where my "day off" went. I didn't get to think all the thoughts I wanted to think. I didn't get to enjoy the sun as much as I wanted to. I did, however, get to cook potstickers. It was a wonderful way to spend two hours.
Why do we rush? Where are we going?