Your Time.A Poem by TamiJust a reflection.
All I need is a minute of your time...for me.
I understand that it's YOUR time. I get that it's precious and you have "work to do" I get that maybe, just maybe I won't always come first. But can I, just maybe, come first? Once? I just think it's a little unfair that when you ask me for something, I try my best to help. I try my best to care. I give you my time, because I hold you so so dear. So how do you hold me? If I can't get just ONE minute? I have a problem with this "thing" we have. Where I give And give And give And give But, you never seem to even the score. All I want is a minute of your time. It's all need to help me....this time. But why is it so hard to help someone who makes it a mission to help you? Why is it that I can give you hours and days of my time, but when I ask so simple seconds of yours you act like its a crime? Like I'm some obstacle that you have to climb? And climb. And climb. And climb. What makes your needs so much more urgent than mine? I just want you to give some seconds...just a moment of your time to help me with my problems like I helped you all those other times. © 2016 Tami |
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Added on January 6, 2016 Last Updated on January 6, 2016 Tags: Time, give and take, reflection, treatment AuthorTamiBahamasAboutI just need a place to post when inspiration hits! So Hi. To anyone who reads. more..Writing
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