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Running
When I grew up
I ran away from all the responsibility.
When I was at school,
I ran away from all the possibilities.
When I had a clash with my father,
I ran away from home.
When I got a wife and children,
I ran away from them.
When my mom died,
I ran away from my feelings.
When the doctor told me,
I ran away from all these fears.
And after all this running
I ran out of time.
I ran away from all the responsibility.
When I was at school,
I ran away from all the possibilities.
When I had a clash with my father,
I ran away from home.
When I got a wife and children,
I ran away from them.
When my mom died,
I ran away from my feelings.
When the doctor told me,
I ran away from all these fears.
And after all this running
I ran out of time.
Published 24th Jan 2015
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24th Jan 2015 12:47pm
I'm breathless. Literally. Reading your word brought back so many memories of being young, foolish, not thinking of tomorrow...until my husband, at 28, was diagnosed with cancer.
thank you for sharing. It was a rollercoaster.
thank you for sharing. It was a rollercoaster.
Thanks for your comment.
We don't think about time, we only have a finite amount to spend and sometimes we realize too late, that there's not much left.
We don't think about time, we only have a finite amount to spend and sometimes we realize too late, that there's not much left.
