Ordinary Moments


Longing for a quiet time to return
When simple pleasures reigned supreme
A hectic pace, now somehow burns
My candle at both ends, but how I dream

Of special days that brought pleasure
Having time to stroll to favorite places
Hours that were free, I failed to measure
With time elapsed, missing familiar faces

I often envy nature, and how things are ordered
Everything has a purpose and a time to shine
So often we find our lives are disordered
Needing to prioritize, before we fall behind.

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