The problem with life,
if there has to be one,
is we worry too much
and have not enough fun.
Time pushes us on
and won't let us rest.
"No time like the present"
cause the wicked don't rest.
We need to go back
to a more laid back life.
Where we have time to play
and deal with less strife.
Where the sun is all sunny,
and the dew is our tea.
A place that is funny.
A life that is free.
So what's wrong with life?
If you really must know,
is the fact we all feel
we must go go go go!
I say no more running
around like the hen
who's proverbial life
without head did end.
Hooray for relaxing!
Hooray for some fun!
Enough of this writing,
my poem is done.
A contest entry
- The problem with life - rhyme only by GotLilt.
1150 points, ended September 25, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I really love these lines
Where the sun is all sunny, and the dew is our tea.
A place that is funny. A life that is free
Thank you for entering this.
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it was fun, tyvm
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