Queen Of The Social Scene - Poem by Angela Wybrow
The invitations, they never cease;
Of you, everybody wants a piece.
You sometimes wish you were left on the shelf,
So that you can have some time to yourself.
Friends text or phone to ask when you're free
For lunch, for dinner, or a quick coffee.
Through the post, some invites are sent,
Requesting your presence at some social event.
You're a major player of the social scene,
But you've very little time inbetween
To gather your thoughts or simply rest -
To fit everyone in, you do try your best.
In your diary, you quite often look,
To make quite sure that you don't double-book.
Being so popular must be so nice,
But, up to a point, you do pay a price.
You're rushing here - you're rushing there;
You're rushing around everywhere.
Some invitations, you have to decline,
As, within your day, you don't have the time.
Rushing there and rushing here
Is extremely tiring - it is clear.
It's great to live your life to the max,
But take some time out and just RELAX!
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