No Time Poem by Steve Howard
No Time
I have no more time,
to stumble, or bumble,
fumble, fidget, or fall.
I will go over,
around, through, or under,
every time that I meet a wall.
I have no time to grumble,
whine, pine, or mumble,
or on past glories to sit.
Life is a river, a taker, a giver,
I have no time for missing one bit.
Thank you so much Rose Marie Juan-Austin. I appreciate it.
A wonderful poem about life. A great piece full of positivity. Well executed and beautifully crafted write.10
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