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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I apologize. Your name...auto correct got me