A: Run, Run Like The Wind Poem by Margaret Alice
A: Run, Run Like The Wind
Run, run like the wind
catch a fast car stopping
outside that will rush to
pick up the kids, then
speeding on, to pick up
the other car from the
garage, a mad dash at
break-neck speed to beat
the afternoon traffic today
in total confusion, leave
early, grab your cell-phone
no moment to lose, the
car cannot wait, if you’re
late, there is havoc in
Wonderland make haste,
make haste!
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8/24/2026 10:32:25 PM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
It seems we all live in such a fast paced world, no time to smell the roses. Great read Margaret! Gotta run, like the wind! *10*! ! Friend Thad