Sometimes,your only wishis not some extra bucks,some sumptuous mealor a day in Barbados Sometimes,your only wishis that twenty-four hoursbecomes twenty-five Maybe some fellowswould lend you from theirsOr a time-doublerwould come to your aidOr the good Lordwill alter the seasons But each time,your wish returns unansweredBecause it was not meant to be We were madeto live …
Tomorrow
Tomorrow,The future we saw in the pastThat eventually became presentTo quietly translate into bygone Tomorrow, That was once unknown; The terminus of our fears and hopes‘Tis now recounted as history Tomorrow,That of a generation;Today of some otherThe yesterday of another Tomorrow,‘Tis inconceiv’bly crucialToday continues or ceases without itThe previous may not even be Tomorrow,Truly, it …
To Be Busy Is Easy
To be busy is easy,To be busy is easy I sayIs it not to ignore the rooster’s crowand slam the alarm to a halt? To be busy is easyIs it not to beseech the dawn to tarryand complete umpteen cycles -umpteen circles in swaddling clothes? To be busy is easy, my friendTo be busy is …
