I sit and I wait
and I wonder and worry;
why all the world
is in such a hurry.
Never pausing or resting,
but racing and running
no time for play
or see what next is coming.
If people just stopped,
took time to breath,
then those who surround us
perhaps wouldn't up and leave.
I'm different now
then I was back then
seeing life through new eyes
remembering all that's been:
And I sit and I wait
and I wonder and worry;
why all the world
is in such a hurry.
(c)Mary Irene Cousino
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