Dear God It's Late
Dear God, oh why do I procrastinate
The time it passes and I know it’s late
So much to do and I’m in a din
Is being this lazy a terrible sin
Dear God, what next, should I move
Maybe I need music to get in the grove
Get up, get going, ideas are overflowing
Not likely, it’s me, so just have another tea
Dear God, I do, I want to do well
With my actions now, you’d never tell
Wake me up and give me a spurt
I know it’s only me that I really hurt
Dear God, I’m up and steadily grow
Each step I take and for you I show
Feeling great and I’m feeling proud
See me now as I shout out loud.
Copyright © Barbara Campbell | Year Posted 2017
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