Procrastination

What are you waiting for?
The bottom to fall out ?
Opportunity to pass you by?
For time to run out?
Someone to call out your name ?
Do you need an introductory ?
For it to sit right down in your lap?
For it to fall right at your feet?
While you sit idle waiting,
For what remains to be seen.
You could have already accomplished
A hundred million things
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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