Science is for those who learn; poetry, for those who know. — Joseph Roux, Meditations of a Parish Priest
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To be a poet is a condition, not a profession. — Robert Frost
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Everything one invents is true, you may be perfectly sure of that. Poetry is as precise as geometry. — Gustave Flaubert

Sunday, July 19, 2009

~ Red Light! ~

Have you ever been passed by a vehicle
going at least 20 miles over the limit?
Not ten minutes later you see him
stopped at a red light, and he’s livid!

What is the hurry, such a rush?
Life throws you red lights so you’ll find,
of all you miss with your lead foot
your priorities are so misaligned.

You missed the little girl splashing in a puddle
and a little boy giggling with glee.
An old lady smiling, waving at you
as you blew by so hastily.

You missed that wreck you almost caused!
That 16 year old slammed on her brakes.
In tears, she just got her license to drive.
It’s her Father’s car, for goodness sake!

You missed the typical neighborhood scene
of children loading up on their bus.
The family of birds, the squirrel in the tree,
but you were too much in a rush.

Because you were late for whatever,
can’t relax and just let it be.
To treat this tardy as a glorious sign
and enjoy all the view and the scenes.

It’s not about how quickly we get there.
Our speeding serves no purpose, you'll find.
It’s about enjoying all that’s around us.
The beauty, simple joys so Divine.

So remember when you are in a hurry
speeding past scenes and past life,
eventually it all catches up to you!
You'll get stopped by another red light.
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~© Bobbie Sandlin~

Another oldie lol. I can remember writing this one. Not so much a flow, but playing around. Hope you enjoy.

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