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More poems about Feelings.

TOO FAST
Is it because we are getting older that time
goes so fast?
Too swiftly day by day, week by week
flash past,
You think there is plenty of time to do this
and that,
Another week gone and that project still
lies flat.
By the time all the normal chores are
all complete,
You visit a sick friend and other
commitments meet,
It’s almost the end of the day, you are dead
on your feet,
So you stagger off to bed and a new day you
hope to greet,
You get up in the morning and a ‘to do’ list
will write,
Check them off one by one, if complete it’s
quite a sight.
But often time creeps up too fast and all things
are not done
Once again mean Father Time another battle
has won.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson 3 November 2005