At times I feel only have stolen moments.
There are moments I give to others
Some are obligations I give freely
Others are obligations I begrudgingly oblige
Some are wanted
Many are not
Some are unexpected
Those are both happy and sad
Good and bad
Ecstasy and terror
Brief or long it is all we have
I often forget how to give to myself
Moments I need to breathe
Moments I need for my sanity
Yet they yearn for more
Clamor for my precious moments
I try and I fail
Them, myself I am disappointment
Rip them from me
Mere moments in time
What more do I have to give but moments?
I hope you all have fabulous moments today!