The dark has come
Yet the day is not over.
The list of still long
And the appealing tasks
Are queuing for my attention.
I trust my watch
And keep on trying
While my brain wears its pyjama.
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Tag: evening
As I grow older,
Time seems to accelerate
And Push me aside from the competition.
Valuable minutes are spent
And I do not notice
But I miss them
When alone in bed
I am hurt by what could not be done
today.