Using Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Using Time



Time coming, peeking around every corner in years of life,
cutting into spaces of creativeness and joy with sadness
that cannot seem to wait for the passing of happiness.

Wanting to use time to it's advantage, always thinking to
use time wisely, spacing duties throughout the day, yet
things continually happen to throw everything off schedule.

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