waste

waste

A Poem by Chelseawords

I have this strong feeling that time is passing by much more quickly than I or anyone can realize.  I can only hope that I am not wasting mine.  As I grow I start to notice that how you spend your time seams to be mental and not the actual physical day to day activities that you do.  I do not know if I will ever travel the world or really help man kind in any way.  Those have always been my ideas of time well spent.  My life might simply just be spent enjoying my simple time with my simple love and my beautiful people. Maybe just being able to enjoy all times is more powerful than letting your time pass wishing for better times. 

© 2016 Chelseawords


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Life is just a crutch, there is no real time, speaking philosophically, there is only 1 day, Today! Tomorrow is not promised and yesterday is gone, so enjoy the many todays that are already set in your path!

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One creates their own happiness depending how they interpret life and the passing time, as you write. Good job

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Added on December 12, 2016
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Chelseawords
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Oneonta , NY



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A Poem by Chelseawords