Chasing the dream before the pain

Simple as the tortoise and the hare.

Now I must be the rabbit,
  take the moment,
  chance to breath.
 
Tortoise ponders along.

Now, I must run,
  knowing the tortoise,
  one of these days,
  will pass me by.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I like the title and the poem a lot. So much wisdom in your words...:)

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~ wow... i never saw life that way... you're right... sometimes we "must be the rabbit"... very intriguing and enchanting work... :)