Danny Derden Poet Free verse

When It Counts

Not now
Too busy
Much to do
Lot on my plate
Later
Later
Later
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe next week
Maybe on the weekend
Maybe if I can find the time
Later
Later
Later
Got important things to do
Gotta concentrate
Gotta focus
Got too much going on
Later
Later
Later
When there’s time
When I get a minute
When I can
When I have the energy
Later
Later
Later
I’ll be there when it matters
When it’s important
When it counts
You can depend on me!
Later.

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Gershon Wolf June 28, 2025 at 8:49 PM As a wise Sage said 2,000 some years ago: Never say, "When I'm free, I'll do it. For you may never be free." ~ Gershon Danny Derden June 29, 2025 at 10:19 AM Right. We either carve out the time or we don't. Waiting for the time when it matters means it doesn't really matter.

Brandy Nicole June 28, 2025 at 6:47 PM You're exactly right ! Many times these words are spoken from someone near and dear to our heart. Life is busy, but always make time for those you love. Your thoughts caress gently around me. Many wonderful blessings to you, Danny. Hugs, Brandy Danny Derden June 28, 2025 at 8:05 PM Exactly my intention with this poem, to remind myself and my readers that every moment, every chance, counts.

Paige Hind June 28, 2025 at 10:57 AM I love the final twist on this poem. Not what I envisioned at first. Very cool write- Danny Derden June 28, 2025 at 12:03 PM I wrote from the perspective of a child...being put off because adult matters were "more important" or "more pressing" and how my needs as that child had to take a seat and wait...and wait...and wait...until maybe I would matter or be important enough for their time...A reminder to not do that to my own family & friends.

Anne Winter June 27, 2025 at 7:43 AM Hmm, the later never comes. Life goes by in a blink of a second. Beautifully written poem :) Danny Derden June 27, 2025 at 6:34 PM Exactly...it counts right now...because as you say later never comes.