THERE ISN’T TIME
There isn’t time, there isn’t time
To do the things I want to do.
With all the mountain-tops to climb,
And all the woods to wander through.
And all the seas to sail upon,
And everywhere there is to go,
And all the people, every one
Who lives upon the Earth, to know.
There’s only time, there’s only time
To know a few, and do a few,
And then sit down and make a rhyme
About the rest I’d like to do.
I have loved this little poem ever since I found it several decades ago. I have shared it with my classes, my family, and now I’m sharing it with you.