The time comes to play
Can there be life without play?
Can there be friendship with only work?
Is there any culture without games?
The mind fills with tasks,
There has been a falling behind
Starting one leaves another undone
The body wants to hide under the bed
Games fill the heart
Moments in moments they will begin
Tomorrows tasks can wait until morning
With rest, the body can anticipate them
Amazing how much confusion can form
The whiteboard fills with tasks
Slowly it is also emptied
Unfortunately tasks multiply
Fortunately there are priorities
Tasks cannot destroy family and friendship
God willing, the tasks can become more manageable