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At Day's End

She rests her head Her pillow feels divine Her day overflowed with work Fulfilling but exhausting Wish there were many More hours in a day Never enough time She rests her weary body Thoughts of things to do Run through her head It’s never about accomplishments Her list To Do just keeps getting longer Tomorrow’s just a few winks away She should be counting sheep AP: 2nd place 2020, 3rd place 2020, Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted on March 5, 2019 for CONTEST 570 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND Originally posted this February, 2018

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Eve Roper

Date: 2/21/2018 8:18:00 PM

Wait until you get older and the hours seem to sneak away... and all you want to do is ignore everything.. and hire a maid Hugs Eve ~`*

Line Gauthier
Date: 2/21/2018 8:43:00 PM

Something to look forward to... Thanks for your visit, Eve.

Viv Wigley

Date: 2/21/2018 7:44:00 PM

The trick is to do less, Line. Then time slows. I divide my work into the future. It's called procrastinating. Works for me... a fine write, enjoyed. Regards, Viv

Line Gauthier
Date: 2/21/2018 8:42:00 PM

Sounds like wise advice. Thank you so much for your visit, Viv.

Mike Gentile

Date: 2/21/2018 12:29:00 PM

So true, Line, and very well expressed, xxoo

Line Gauthier
Date: 2/21/2018 6:15:00 PM

Thanks, Mike. Have an awesome day!

Silent One

Date: 2/21/2018 6:25:00 AM

Such is life, well written Line..

Line Gauthier
Date: 2/21/2018 8:29:00 AM

Isn't that the sad truth! Thank you for your visit, SO.