The List (poem)

Tick, tick, tick
Done, to do and not yet.
Pick, and stick to it
It is no easy feat.

Priorities knocking
Rat-a-tat-tat;
Time is a ticking
There’s not enough of that.

Drip, drip, drip
Goes our energy tap.
Try not to slip,
But fatigue sets in.

Pray, look up,
Heavenly Father hears.
It’s not too late,
We can have a clean slate.

Wait on the Lord,
Have courage, don’t fear.
The list dwindles down,
Lost, and now found.

 

 

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