Notes About The Poem
Sometimes you have to make time for you.
Time For Me
Busy me, the time is rare,
When I can make myself aware,
To take a breath in this lagoon,
And finding time that’s opportune,
Even the little I can spare,
I swim around from place to place,
Fast I go, as if to race.
Sometimes I am not aware,
Of when I should come up for air,
And go unto a slower pace.
Getting out so not to prune,
I should not enter back so soon,
As heavy as the stress can be,
And I think those would agree,
That even I am not immune.
So I don’t drift on out to sea,
I must think it consciously,
And if I find that is the case,
All the ways I will embrace,
The times for me to be with me.
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