Mostly Nothing

Of all the great things I could to today

Write a poem, read a book

Make some music, explore my world

Float through timeless fantasies

Visit with people, create some art

Frolic with children, laugh with angels

Serve the needy, make a difference…


What would I do with all that today could be?

Mostly nothing

I am tired & I don’t want to move

A crime it may be

To waste a day on nothingness

Nothingness calls to us all at times

Today is the day I will never have back



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