I wrote this verse about my own life at the time, in 2016. How easy it can be for us to not get important things done. How difficult it can be for us to play catch up and get done the important things we didn’t do when we should have done them. How strange it is that we cause ourselves so much frustration.
Too busy to improve your health
No time today for exercise
No time to write, no time to create
Does life at present just frustrate?
Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry