RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Freed From Time Limits - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Time taking itself along our lives, expecting nothing,
giving not a nanosecond to us, just ticking along at
it's one speed.
On the other hand, we fill our calendars and agendas
with lists to do, having times in which to do each
Driving ourselves crazy, trying to rush around and get
everywhere on time, doing nothing spontaneously, giving
up our precious moments.
Inane reasons and tasks we assign ourselves, when will
there ever be time used for what it is, moments of our
life to be spent with family and friends spontaneously
and free of our calendars and agendas.
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