
The days are too short
The minutes too few
I wasted so many already
On hurt feelings
On tears of surrender
On disliking myself
On anger and frustration
On wishes and hopes
On sleep… on avoidance
On escapism and heartache
Precious golden seconds
Carelessly spent
On too many of the wrong
Small things
And not enough seconds
Focusing on the little things
With love
The choice is ours
will we sit in regret
counting wasted moments
adding up lost years
spent on things
that did not serve
or give real joy
that chest of false jewels
an illusion of treasure
or stop and lift
eyes to notice
real gifts like
fleeting spark
of sun
in a dew drop
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HASTY – little things
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