Chill Out
Chill Out
When you’re in an awful hurry
And haven’t time to spare
And everything’s a worry
You’re rushing here and there
While all the jobs are piling up
Like dishes in the sink
You haven’t time to wash a cup
You haven’t time to think
Stop... and smell the roses
That well worn old cliché
For sure as little apples
Tomorrow is another day
Brian's contest TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY in the an opening/closing line or anywhere within
the poem or as its title , on any theme 27/2/2010
Copyright © Margaret Foster | Year Posted 2010
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