Mr BusyA Poem by DiaryKayLife is an ever rolling stone but living does end!!
Mr Busy!!
Wakey Wakey says the alarm ringing A fresh day is come With the bright sun shining Countless of opportunities is being born Hurry out there for success is waiting Down the bed He jumped Dashing and tumbling through last-night's dump Splash and scrub all the dirt away We must appear neat and healthy all day In a cab he went and straight to work all the way Atlas I am here! A little while i am there Soon i have to go else where The day slowly die The sky is covered in a dark dye Now that which was born swiftly dies So many schedules to fill Not to worry tomorrow is soon to come Ding Ding says the clock but He heard it not Sleep has stolen his schedule The night had seen his end All the hustles and Struggle did remain but Mr Busy hath Faded away!!
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Added on August 7, 2017 Last Updated on August 7, 2017 AuthorDiaryKayPort Harcourt, NigeriaAboutInquisive & Intuitive Personality!! I always stay by a pen... smiles more..Writing
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