A Poem: Time

Time
by Kelly F. Bar

Time:
I never seem to have enough
To accomplish all my stuff;
Teaching, parenting, housekeeping, writing;
To create a schedule – I keep trying.
Sometimes feeling overwhelmed, I want to weep.
I’d get more done if I didn’t need sleep.
A precious commodity is Time –
To waste it is a heinous crime.

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