Twenty-four hours,
in one day,
never seems like enough,
when the list of
things
experiences
and ideas,
that you desire to accomplish,
has grown longer,
than the branches of any tree,
and vaster,
than the ocean and its depth.
Twenty-four hours,
in one day,
never seems like enough.
I'm so glad,
twenty-four hours,
in one day,
never seems like enough,
as I used to drag myself through,
a multitude of days,
where twenty-four hours
in one day,
was all
too much.
March 5th, 2019
YOU ARE READING
2 a.m.
PoetryWords I write and thoughts I have, probably accompanied by photos of flowers I have taken.
