Procrastination.

I meant  to work with elderly folks my good deed for the day 
Somehow I put it off...maybe another day.

I meant  to study the holy books upon the dusty shelf 
Covered now in dust and grime, waiting to teach this mind.

I meant to write a poem today, at least t'was on my mind
But now the day has sped on by, my poem lost to time.

I meant to kick that awful habit, my daily dose of drink
Maybe I’ll try again tomorrow since today is on the blink.

I meant to spread a little love, share with someone today
But I really wasn’t up to it, perhaps another day. 

I meant to sleep tonight  in a bed warm and snug 
But all I had was a sleepless night, drunk upon the rug.

 I meant to have a special day  after all my tasks were done,
 I mean to try once more before the 'morrow's sun 
 For now  I know …. regret….remorse….. I wish….and  if onlys ,

                                                                             Never, ever get things done.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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