Tuesday, September 30, 2014

The Treadmill of My Life

The racing treadmill that never stops
The get up and go until I drop
My lists are set at morning light
I check the last around midnight.

My time is worth a thousand times
Of tranquil liberty
For all the work I’ve done in life
I do deserve serenity.

But then I think of my golden days
When I will acquire
The long awaited, “I retire,”
And all the time I’ll have on my hands
Truth be known – this I dread.

For I love the action, the rush, the drill
For my heart pounds with sweet adrenalin
And I think the awaited serenity
will happen in blessed eternity.

© Natala Orobello

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