Waste of Time

wondering how much time I have
and wasting the time wondering
sitting here feeling sorry for myself not
taking advantage of the time 
exhausting myself to no end
of course there are so many things to do 
friends to see and catch up with, but still
terrified of this last bit of time
I do nothing and continue to sit here by
myself constantly wondering as 
every day passes me by with no conclusion
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Allison Avatar
April 26, 2015 at 11:35 AM
Cherish every moment of every day - you will never have it again - it may pass us by but it is not wasted:-( Hugs Jan xx
Roper Avatar
April 26, 2015 at 10:51 AM
Waste of Time is something we all do, espically when we get older. You need to do it now because the future is going to bring. Blessings and hugs Eve :~)
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