Fourteen Hundred and Forty Minutes
Somewhere to be
Something to do
Someone to see
No time for you
Too tired to sleep
Too busy to eat
Too restless to rest
Make time for you
Running on empty
Thinking all day
Body is weary
Mind slips away
Fourteen hundred and forty minutes
Are there every day
Reach out, take some
Take time out for you
Elaine Hunt - October 2022