Days Go On And On Poem by Edwina Reizer

I play. I sing and write a rhyme.
These 3 things consume my time.
and my days go on and on.

I think. I dream and wake up tired.
These 3 things have got me wired
and my days go on and on.

I eat. I drink and watch my weight.
These 3 things can just frustrate
and my days go on and on.

I worry. I stew and then obsess.
These 3 things create a mess
and my days go on and on.

I weep. I laugh and then I swear.
These 3 things make me aware
that my days go on and on.