Poem: About Changing Routine

10/02/2012 at 6:50 AM Leave a comment

Self Portrait

Digital Self Portrait, using SketchBookExpress

Change Days

Sit and ponder this night,

Seems like something’s not right.

Day disappears, too short.

Must, many plans, abort.


After tackling deeds must,

Barely breaking through crust,

Feel exhausted, lost drive.

At last to couch arrive.


Must make changes, add wants,

To liven up rote jaunts.

Same old routines, must thwart.

Dream fulfillment shall court.

June Nash

Sometimes I feel like there are not enough hours in the day to accomplish everything.  Seems like all I do is work.  Something has to change.


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Original poetry. Copyright 2012, June Nash

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