No Time

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No Time

No Time

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.

4 Comments
  1. Avatar of Yvonne
    Yvonne says

    One of your best, in my option!

    1. Avatar of Steve Howard
      Steve Howard says

      Thanks Yvonne

  2. Avatar of Joyce White
    Joyce White says

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

  3. Avatar of Steve Howard
    Steve Howard says

    Thanks Joyce White ..Always appreciated

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