The older I get
The less time I have
Yet the more time I take
The older I get
It’s not slowing down
But speeding up
The notion to think
The older I get
As I observe the world
with patience, my new friend,
It leaves me baffled at the hurry of others
The older I get
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Love the truths in this poem! The faster time goes by, the more I want to stop and “smell the roses” 🙂
So true, sometimes I catch myself watching everyone in a hurry and just go “huh” 🙂
Then again, sometimes I’m back to being in a hurry too 🙂
I’ve had these feelings for some time now and it’s really not a bad place to be.
Indeed it is a good place, it’s taking some getting used to though 🙂
I guess it is just part of getting older, hopefully we all will be lucky enough to get there. Be well my friend. 🙂
Why must we be in a hurry?