No Time

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I have no more time, to stumble or bumble,
fumble, fidget or fall.
I will go over, around, through or under,
every time that I meet a wall.

I have no time to grumble,
whine, pine or mumble,
or on past glories to sit.
Life is a river, a taker, a giver,
I have no time for missing one bit.

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2 Responses to "No Time"

  1. Yvonne  April 5, 2019 at 23:00

    One of your best, in my option!

  2. Joyce White  April 9, 2019 at 17:21

    Love this. Your poetry always takes the anxious out of worrying. Joyce


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