Jeremy Leach

Spending time

At birth you were given a lump sum

I can’t be blamed for what you’ve done

If you never stopped to check what’s gone

In those carefree days playing in the sun


And now you’re back asking for more?

All those aimless hours when you said you were bored

It was always yours to spend as you like, of course

But now you say it’s time you can least afford


It’s not my fault you never looked if you were running dry

But blew it all dreaming as time passed by

Not leaving a telling mark on life before your goodbye

No. Don’t cry


  • Author: Jeremy Leach (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 17th, 2022 23:33
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  • L. B. Mek

    (just such an insightful and well written
    fountain of inked wisdom, you've shared
    with us, thank you dear poet
    and also for inspiring, my little scribbled reply)
    'Spending Time'
    without collecting our receipts
    or balancing, our karma's
    cheques and balances
    while wishing away, all our
    for fear of their blemishes
    like those apples
    we bypassed, dismissively
    for their dents
    but were actually, the sweeter
    gifts of fate
    had we but daring enough, within us
    to aspire, grasp and taste!'
    (I do not blame anyone
    for their perceived, failures
    in life
    only for failing
    to try and strive - for any, success)

    • Jeremy Leach

      Thanks for the kind words and the poetic reply ! Nicely said. I too don't blame anyone. It just occurred to me the other day how we use the phrase 'spending time' and made me think of the deeper meaning.

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