Maybe Tomorrow
Today I have a day off from work,
The first of seven altogether.
Summer is gone, Autumn chills the air
So no co-operation from the weather.
I spent the morning reading poetry,
Trying to find inspiration.
So that when I finally put pen to paper
I would come up with a fantastic creation.
My mind keeps wandering to things I should do,
Not things I want to, I'm afraid.
For there's errands and shopping and cleaning and such
And of course there's bills to be paid.
So instead of wonderful poetry
My pen seems to be making lists
Of all the things I should do today.
I think you can get the gist.
But even if today is a wash
I still have six more to go.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll find the perfect poem
To create... You just never know.
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