Triolet 🍀85 – Hours in a Day

Written by Carolyn Crossley VixenOfVerse

#Triolet

Life is full of rushing from place to place.
There aren't enough hours in the day.
To do all we should do, saving face,
Life is full of rushing from place to place.
Hanging on, always ready for the pace
That takes our very breath away. 
Life is full of rushing from place to place.
There aren't enough hours in the day

The world turns and day changes into night
Still, the work wheel grinds the hours.
Too much to do, not enough time - our plight
The world turns and day changes into night
Time is the enemy,  it flies with might.
No time to smell the fragrant flowers.
The world turns and day changes into night.
Still, the work wheel grinds the hours.

Then one day you blink and are old and retired.
Where did all that time disappear to?
Now, time is plentiful but you are so tired.
Then one day you blink and are old and retired.
Nothing in particular to do - no longer wired.
You find you are slow, and sometimes blue.
Then one day you blink and are old and retired
Where did all that time disappear to?


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