Life's Too Short
Life's too short,
To procrastinate.
But once again,
I find I'm late.
It isn't for the lack of trying.
I'm busy living.
And busy vying.
Not busy dying.
It's just that life's just gotten too complicated.
Most of what I do is overrated,
Understated, so I'm berated
Or even elated.
To find I'm short of time.
At least I won't be caught,
Twiddling my thumbs.
When death comes,
And my time runs out.
Copyright 2000 © Ronald W. Hull
5/7/00