All the Time
All The Time
I used to worry:
About things I could not change.
Stressing out;
Yet things remained the same.
Put too much stock;
In the opinions of peers.
Focusing on negatives;
And relying on fears.
I think now;
I must have been out of my mind.
I can not have back;
All that wasted time.
If I had the time;
I spent on worries and stress.
I could have smiled more;
And cried alot less.
If I had the moments again;
I spent thinking about who made me mad.
I could have enjoyed more;
The time with my mother and dad.
All the time wasted;
If I could only have back.
To spend this time;
On the right track.
To spend being grateful;
For whatever life brings.
And waste not a moment more;
On the unimportant things.
All the time in the world;
Will not be enough.
When your loved ones have gone;
And you're just waking up.
~ Darlene Doll Smith
Copyright © Darlene Smith | Year Posted 2016
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