There is no hurry.
It can wait.
It’s because
I procrastinate.
Tomorrow is another day.
Why should I Rush
when I can delay?
Perhaps there is a better way.
Maybe it will go away.
Haste makes waste.
Best to conserve.
Give it the thought
that it deserves.
Who know what tomorrow brings?
It could show us better things.
I still must think,
I still must plan,
about yesterdays
tasks at hand.