She never sleeps
there isn't time
life is too full
and she mustn't miss a second
She never stops
too much to do
too many people
she cannot waste a moment
Diving into life
all of life
nothing left to chance
nothing missed
always busy
she never sleeps
The clock is her enemy
always chasing time
nothing else she can do
friends to see
new places to be
she never stops
The pity is
she was too busy to see
and missed him
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Thank you for this entry.
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wow what a thought
this is a very beautiful poem. I enjoyed every word of it, its like six sixer in one over
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This is a wonderful piece. and i thank you for sharing...i am just what this piece says and then some...yet I didnt miss him he missed me...
passions
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We can all be guilty of this (I've seen you up until all hours ).It does us good occasionaly to stop and take stock of things if only to see what we've missed.I love the last verse, it added a humerous touch, Ros
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maybe the brandy keeps her awake. it is a stimulant before it turns into a depressant.
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wow!! All through this write i was thinking it sounded like me and then i read the end was like..ohh..boy..hope that didnt happen to me...Its like a slap in the face haha. Totally amazing write as usual babe!!
MINDIE
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Just remember to keep your eyes open
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Damn clocks. Good write!
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