So Busy.

April 1, 2011
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I'm always so busy, never enough time.
Always on the move, every single day.
A free day, oh how I wish it were mine,
Oh how I love time, as a horse loves its' hay.

I'll rush out the door at the crack of dawn,
Barely awake, nodding off at my desk.
Wish it was summer, lay out on the lawn,
I'll wake up again. I"ll survive, i guess.

Maybe just an hour, I love the thought.
Then i see my schedule, and frown a bit.
From place to place, feeling very distraught,
I'll get home; feel the cozy bed I hit.

I'm so happy to be in my warm bed,
But then, "Claire, its time to go!" my dad says.

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