when we've done all our tasks and are at rest
the mind will stir and invent things undone
each day each hour we confront another test
life we are told lies between curse and jest
what each has lost the other has just won
when we've done all our tasks and are at rest
what most we wish for's a burden and a pest
when we don't have it that's not so much fun
each day each hour we confront another test
the garden we've laid out was made with zest
but now we have no zeal and honour shun
when we've done all our tasks and are at rest
we've got the duty to fulfill your last request
you'll be long gone before we see the sun
each day each hour we confront another test
what's been required was done at your behest
it was a sore trial to us though not the only one
when we've done all our tasks and are at rest
each day each hour we confront another test
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
05 March 2007
a nagging doubt
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