As I sit thinking about poetry
I hear the birds calling to me.
I spend far too much time
Pondering on rhyme,
While the sun rises and sets
On my regrets,
So soon lost in the great maelstrom
Of whirling time.
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K Morris - Poet 
Poignant words, Kevin
I’m glad you like my poem, Robbie. Many thanks for commenting and liking.
I think many of us spend time pondering instead of doing.
I am sure you are right, Vivienne.