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Jan 2011
You are always in a rush,
So much to do, no time to waste,
You won't slow down and relax,
You're living in the left hand lane.

You finished off your to-do list,
You only hear the clock's ticking,
So you make another one,
No time to see what you are missing.

Living in the left hand lane,
You miss the calmness of the sea,
You don't know when the flowers bloom,
No time to feel the gentle breeze.

Living in the left hand lane,
Can't see clouds float across the sky,
You miss the beauty of fall leaves,
And the power of looking in peoples eyes.

Living in the left hand lane,
And asking how time's flying by.
Did you forget it's up to you?
Just slow down and move to the right.
Breanna Stockham
Written by
Breanna Stockham  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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