Precious moments – A poem

by | Mar 8, 2018 | Poetry, Rambles, Rhymes and Tales | 6 comments

Precious Moments Poem

A moment to breathe, a moment to relax
Some moments come free, without any tax
But they are surely earned, after days of toil
Precious moments to stretch and let limbs uncoil

Waste not these moments in frivolous acts
The body needs rest for strength to be back
Breathe in, take in, soak in the cool breeze
Read a book, take a nap, pamper as you please

Precious moments such as these come far and few
Utilise these gems to refresh anew
Many tasks in life yet to achieve
Take a breather during intervals before you proceed

 



6 Comments

  1. indrani robbins on March 8, 2018 at 10:26 am

    loved it. felt like a balm, like a quiet drink on the balcony.

    Reply
    • DurgaS on March 20, 2018 at 5:12 pm

      Wow, thanks Indi. Glad you found it soothing.

      Reply
  2. rhea sinha on March 10, 2018 at 12:29 am

    Me too. Thank you Durga di for the reminder.

    Reply
    • DurgaS on March 20, 2018 at 5:13 pm

      Happy to. Thanks Rhea.

      Reply
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    gprs on March 16, 2018 at 6:12 pm

    Lovely poem ..

    Reply
    • DurgaS on March 20, 2018 at 5:13 pm

      Thank you. ☺

      Reply

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