Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Correction isn't done but here's a poem - sort of.

Procrastination - I have blogged of you before.
Putting off until tomorrow, although it makes no sense.
I find "new" things to do, having nothing to do with my purpose.
But what have I set myself that I cannot undertake now?
Isn't sitting with the cat on my knee, knitting new jumpers a purpose?
Reading and writing blogs - catching up with the 'news' of the world.
Correction - although essential in the world that I inhabit
Is not a thing that I marvel in like wool and well-written words.
But tonight I might get to that pile
It might even shrink marginally
Tonight, it could even be a winner!

1 comment:

Vanessa said...

Oh, I so don't envy you!