Looking back – I’ve done so much, yet it never seemed enough
All the trips and travel. All the poetry stuff.
All the volunteering. Painting in my shed
Dancing, singing, doing stuff – Yet somehow, in my head,
I thought I’d not done much at all
I know I can’t stay still
So now I have reviewed it all
I’ll try to relax and chill.
But I think I might get bored so I’ve booked Badminton at ten
Pilates starts at half past one — Oh no – I’m off again.