Why Do Today What You Can Do Tomorrow?

I sit at my desk thinking about what to write
I need to post a blog because my time is tight
i just stare at the screen and then up at the light
I think for a few minutes and then i need a bite
I think about going to the store but it’s too late at night
I fall asleep at my desk and dream of flying a kite
It glides so high, it leaves my site
I wake up in a flash but staying awake is a fight
maybe i’ll just post two tomorrow, I think i just might