Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #416
Too Fast!
by Belinda Roddie
"Too fast!" they shout. "You talk too fast!" "You drive
too fast!" "You're just too fast at everything."
I guess I'm just a fool who likes to thrive
at moving close to the speed of lightning?
I like to think I pace myself enough,
and that I'm good behind the steering wheel,
yet I know some people have had it rough,
and so they take it slow. Me, I can feel
when time passes by way too quickly, but
I've always been a kid who "gets things done,"
and if that means I'm sometimes in a rush,
that's fine. It doesn't mean that I'm the one
who's not enjoying the day. Take your time,
but me, I feel good. I feel in my prime.
by Belinda Roddie
"Too fast!" they shout. "You talk too fast!" "You drive
too fast!" "You're just too fast at everything."
I guess I'm just a fool who likes to thrive
at moving close to the speed of lightning?
I like to think I pace myself enough,
and that I'm good behind the steering wheel,
yet I know some people have had it rough,
and so they take it slow. Me, I can feel
when time passes by way too quickly, but
I've always been a kid who "gets things done,"
and if that means I'm sometimes in a rush,
that's fine. It doesn't mean that I'm the one
who's not enjoying the day. Take your time,
but me, I feel good. I feel in my prime.
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