Our Lives
 

Our Lives

Our daily lives are stressful,
It makes us forget the little things,
We’re always rushing around,
And don’t see the trouble it brings.

Expectations are too high,
Everything is done in such haste,
We work too many hours,
Life, we never stop to taste.

It seems the more we desire,
To achieve and be successful,
It’s becoming much harder,
To make our lives less stressful.

Yes, we need to take time out,
Slow things down and make time for play,
Reconnect with our families,
Then, we can face another day!

{©2011 Jan B.}

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~Jaime~

Yes, I know it's been a while since I've been in here! I've been busy, and also...dare I say it...quite addicted to facebook and it's games! lol :o:o:o

Great!!
 

Wonderful poem--so appropriate of life in today's world, with MS or not, our lives never stop. It's a lot harder to be chronically ill in this world than it was in decades past, I think... too much go go go. I appreciate this poem very much :) Heather