when i was a child <br />i dreamed of being free <br />spending hours thinking <br />what i could be <br />now, many years behind me <br />my thoughts remain the same <br />and i haven't changed my name <br />but there are somethings <br />better left to someone who knows <br />there's no need to rush it <br />rushing only causes pain <br /> <br />you told me you'd meet me <br />at second and st. clair <br />and when you didn't show <br />were you sure i'd be there <br />sometimes it's hard to wait <br />sometimes it's better to be late <br />say who wants to watch the tents go up <br />and the circus clowns coming down <br /> <br />honey, it's been said before <br />honey, don't you know <br />it goes both ways <br />some people sleep util morning <br />some people sleep all day <br />some people fight for freedom <br />some say it doesn't pay <br />oh, nobody wins at every game <br />and there's no need to rush it <br />rushing only causes pain<br /><br />Faith Elizabeth Brigham<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-need-to-rush/
