We move too fast
In everything we do
Planning every minute
To ensure all gets done
As if death is at our door
You see it on the road
People weaving into harm
As if the reaper
Is racing up behind
When he is waiting up ahead
We do it to our children
Pushing all they do
As if doom has them on the list
Planning to take them
Unless they speak at two
All our actions center
On what tomorrow holds
And how to get there fast
Skipping over days like leaves
Crushed beneath a funeral march
The quicker that we move
The faster we reach our maker
Who may ask us to our face
Why we never slowed our pace
And listened to the wind
Legends of Windemere 
Spot on, Charles. Hope you are all feeling a bit better.
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Thanks. Doing better and spending the day relaxing for a bit. The wife is still sick, so I have to check on her at times.
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Hope you are all back on your feet soon. It has been a rough week or so for you all!
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Definitely been a tough one. At least the kid is better. That’s the big win.
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That helps a lot.
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Superb track, this.
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Definitely. Love the song. 🙂
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So sad but true!!! Totally agree about kids being pushed too hard. Some of the preschools around here insist that kids know how to do things that preschools used to teach. 😦
Glad to know you guys are getting better.
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Seems many don’t want kids to be kids these days. The pessimist in me thinks it’s ridiculous because the world won’t be the same when they become adults. Probably be an entirely different ball game considering how things are looking.
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Good one Charles. I like this.
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Thanks. Rather proud of this one. 🙂
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It is good.
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Right on, Charles! Good one to start the week! Glad you are feeling a bit better. Hope all improve day by day! 💛 Elizabeth
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Thanks. Like you said, taking it day by day. 🙂
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Loved this. Reminds me of the old joke “I don’t suppose anyone on their deathbed would say ‘I wish I could rush more.”‘
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Never heard that one, but it made me chuckle. Wonder if everyone looks back and thinks they should have slowed down.
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The other line for that joke is “Gee I wish I could work more.”
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That one made my eye twitch. 🙂
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Ha ha ha
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So much for smelling the roses!
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More of a fan of orchids anyway.
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I don’t think they smell 😉
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Of course they do. They smell like whatever I want. Usually pizza. 😛
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You’re supposed to smell them. Not snort them.
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Well when you have pollen allergies, every sniff comes out a snort. 😦
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Ah, that explains it then.
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Great poem with a very valid point. How many times do we look at the clock to see if it 5 o’clock yet or wishing it was Friday so that we could start our weekend. This rushing of time only brings us one step closer to our inevitable end without enjoying the time that we have been given in between. I really don’t understand it and personally try not to wish time away.
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Very well said. That was one of the reasons I had issues with the 9-5 jobs after a while. I hit a point where that was all I was aiming for. There was to do a good job, but mostly it was to make it to the weekend.
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I understand completely and it really is a terrible way to live.
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Sadly, it seems to be the only way for most people.
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Reblogged this on Julian Froment's Blog and commented:
A reminder to slow down.
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Thanks for the reblog. Should really take my own advice.
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