To Do by Tim Lawrence
There’s a certain piece of paper
upon which my days rely
No it’s not a hefty banknote
or a check of value high
It’s my handy-dandy “TO DO” list
ere revised but never tossed
Like a guide without a compass
without it I might get lost
Some folks I know fly through life
by the very seat of their pants
Taking things as they come
and leaving much to chance
But I am a creature of structure
spontaneity is for play
My list helps me prioritize
so no time gets frittered away
Reliability’s no accident
there’s no “trustworthy” gene
a challenged mind like mine excels
within a scripted scene
Now one might gaze upon my list
and find themselves dumbfound
This Maniacal Agenda
would run lesser men aground
Despite some trivialities
like household needs and such
I’ve several lofty things “to do”
and fear’s no more a crutch
Time is life’s sweet essence
every hour tinged with bliss
Every moment’s like ambrosia
with my accentuated list
There are eventualities in life
the great “To Do Unknown”
But my list is put on paper
and not chiseled into stone
It’s more of a Treasure Map
than a firm itinerary
A grocery list for a life lived well
a fool-proof recipe
There are ongoing projects listed
lest my enthusiasm quell
and the “little things” of fiction
that don’t “take care of themselves”
If there’s something I forget today
or an opportunity missed
It’s probable and likely
that it wasn’t on my list
I’ll admit it’s never-ending
I’ll cross one off as I’m adding two
But life’s much more fulfilling
when there’s so much more to do
Though this earthly time is precious
comes a time our souls are whisked
I pray my friend we’ll both be on
The Good Lord’s TO DO List
I’ll surely not get to everything
upon my list today
But I’m crossing off “write poem” now
and sending best wishes your way!
love tImMy:/
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