Sunday, July 9, 2017


I want to write more, but discipline lack,
So I often find that I wander off track
When I start to write, and to find my way back
Is a challenge that too often defeats me.
I scrape out some verse in the hush before dawn,
But the scrapings are thin, and I dare not spend long
Getting together lines of verse or song,
For, each day, a list of tasks greets me.
I know it is thus for most of the world.
Living's demands keep those banners furled
With which folks would show their hearts' and minds' pearls--
And why we endure it beats me.

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