Maybe Tomorrow
When I go to work, at the start of the day,
I ask of myself, “Will I earn my pay?”
Will I give them more than’s expected of me,
or the absolute minimum they need to see?
No matter how old or how tired I get,
I’m sure if I try there’s more life in me yet.
I’ll meet every day with new vigour and speed,
and try to give more, than the ‘least’ people need.
So what if it leads to an earlier grave,
while wrecking my body my soul I will save.
But hang on a minute…. my advice, I will follow,
though I’m too tired today, so ‘maybe tomorrow’.
Ivor G Davies
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