Time is fleeting.
Business demands.
Rush. Rush. Rush.
Tired.
Push. Push. Push.
This isn't finished.
Must get that done.
It feels that I'll drop.
A chair! Sit and rest.
What a difference
Five minutes make.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
time goes by so quickly we are always in a rush nice poem