A week of the New Year’s just passed by,
And I’m amazed just how the days fly,
With never sufficient hours per day
To let most people both work and play.
Most lives proceed at a frantic pace,
Where work takes up the major space
Around which they must find the time,
As up the corporate ladder they climb,
To run a home and family too,
Keep up their hobbies, learn something new,
Play their part in the neighbourhood,
Allocate time for doing good.
Life is so busy; for many it’s rare
To sit and relax, for they’ve no time to spare.
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