Poem about Jumping From Rut

09/13/2012 at 5:52 AM Leave a comment

Jump Paths

Seven seems to be the number

Years ‘til routine’s torn asunder.

Rips, tears, they can be seen before,

Coping, but will not take much more.

People, some, they call it an itch,

That which makes our ticker to twitch.

I say it is time passing by

Years that make us look up and cry.

Time, no, itself not the issue

Changes, situations,  ensue.

I will not, with this itching, live

I’ll jump paths before ground will give.

 June Nash

 

 

I recently recalled a conversation with a friend.  It was about the seven year itch.  What causes people, after about seven years time, to become dissatisfied with their lives?  We concluded that it wasn’t time passing, but situations in our lives changing when we are left, standing, still.  We then decided we can keep out of these ruts by jumping to new paths  constantly on our journeys through life.

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Original poetry. Copyright 2012, June Nash

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