Harried Hurry
Slipping and sliding along
Downhill days of later life
Rushing headlong madly
With nought to do I think of you
Keeping busy haphazardly sadly
Frantic antics slowed reactions
Thoughts awry with flustered bluster
Like swarm of bees in rumble cluster
Piling days of constant wrath
In aggregating piles
Neath slews of good intentions
And aggravating smiles
Stocks and stacks of special moments
Crammed in black holes of ire
Frustrations out in flashing torments
Of all consuming fire
Swimming through this world of red
I stumble up the stair to bed
To dream again of us
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