Time

A Poem by emilyart

How can we sit sit so still when the world around us is soaring?

How can we have time to kill when the ticking clocks are roaring?

Why do we lie so idle without in the world a care?

Or is it because our burden of cares is to heavy a weight to bear?

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Added on March 17, 2014
Last Updated on March 17, 2014
Tags: time, poem, poetry, time is all around, waiting, sitting, thinking

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