The mind is filled with dreams
There is so much to do
Every moment could be filled
Making lists can fill hours
The eyes see so much to do
The list grows while tasks are neglected
The heart does not know where to start
Perhaps the heart does know where to start
Planning sometimes seems such a waste
So many misguided priorities
Tomorrow might be a full day
Tomorrow might be wasted
Plans come and plans go
Faith says that tomorrow is worthwhile
Michael's 'Deep Thoughts' 