Make a checklist.
Tick them off.
Go shopping.
Dump them in bags.
Pack. Pack, pack!
Where are the papers?
Where's the cash?
Take 'em, take 'em.
All documents
Rolled up and stashed.
Busy to and fro,
Meeting last minutes,
Arranging, rummaging,
Nothing forgotten,
All done.
And I am ready to go.
Then the furor
Comes to standstill.
And I see,
The time is gone
Without telling me.
And I forget to say,
Whatever I am
Is because of You.
I love You. I love you.
Before I fly away.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
19. Things to Do
Posted by Guria at 10:32 AM
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