Wasted Happiness

hours go by slow
the day goes by fast
and for every second we waste
we lose a minute
and for every lost minute
we could of had a moment of happiness
because happiness, even though its abundant
its rare to find it in everybody

by Cynthia Sok

Comments (1)

This poem is so true, So True! I love the way you said it Cynthia! Excellent! A ten.