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...or stressed or both. Regardless, I wrote this the other night and decided to put it here.

In a busy world, where is the fun?
When is time taken to appreciate what God has done?
Day in, day out, busy as bees,
We don’t even notice the changing of the trees.
Time wears on, we work ‘til we drop.
Neglecting to take time to slow down or stop.
Never noticing the wonders in the live we live,
Ignorant to the surprises having nothing planned can give.
When will it end? When will we see?
The wonders God has for you and for me?
Little surprises under your nose,
An ugly bush bearing a beautiful rose.
A butterfly as it takes it’s first flight,
In a rainbow, the colors of light.
But we musn’t stop to see,
We’ve too much to do, too many places to be.
Good friends we’ll never meet,
Sights our eyes’ll never greet.
We’ve too much work to be done,
In this busy world, where is the fun?