Rush
Get a leg on. Hurry hurry.
Life is just a daily flurry.
Feed the cat and feed the dog.
Take your pills and write your blog.
Company’s coming. Make a curry.
Lately, life is getting blurry
from all there is I have to do:
write and clean and cook and glue.
Things pile up but I’ve no time.
Days had more hours in my prime.
But now I’m always in a rush,
caught within the daily crush.
My “to do” list has me trapped.
I crave a life that is less mapped.
I fear my rushing won’t be over
until I’m pushing up the clover!!!
The prompt today is rush.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
This is good. Life sounds a mad rush after reading this.
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Truly said
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Well said — but I prefer to think that “it will wait till tomorrow!”
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I love it how, in between all of this, you take time for a poem.
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Ha… That’s what the rushing is for. They come first.
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🙂 That’s the way. Always good to have your priorities straight.
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