Treasure Island

Shalom Freedman

(Troy New York)

I Wasted This Day


It is not the first time I waste a day
These days I waste many days
I am old now
And it all seems to mean less-

Though I am bored when I do nothing
I wasted the day-
I am guilty about it
I have some years left
I hope I will not be bored
And feel it all meaningless in them-

Once it was so important to write
And do the best I can do-
Now it is harder to make it matter
But without it
It is all Boredom and Waste and Guilt – not good-

Perhaps I will not waste tomorrow-

Submitted: Thursday, July 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 05, 2013
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