A Poem (52)

Stress
there are things to be done,
things to keep in mind
and often
those things are contributed
to time limits.
You have no time,
the deadline passes
and suddenly
you have all the time
to do all the stuff
you wanted to do
when you had no time.
But now
they don’t seem as important.
Things out of reach
more appreciated
than the things
right in front of us.

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