November 2011 PAD (poem a day) challenge. Day 1. A procrastination or proactive poem.
There’s always time
later
for all the things that don’t matter
There’s always time
now
There’s always time
for kissing your daughter,
and for one more game of Candyland.
There’s always time for
drinking wine,
and dancing,
for undressing slowly, and
falling into bed with lovers.
There’s always time for
wrapping your arms around
your father,
for laughing with your mother,
for calling your sister back.
There’s always time to
play fetch with your dog,
to rub his belly,
give him a treat.
There’s always time to stay up too late,
and miss a few days of work or school.
There’s always time to
take communion,
to be too loud,
to watch the sky.
There’s always time
to read a novel,
play the piano,
sing in the car,
meet friends for dinner.
There’s always time to write,
paint,
create.
There’s always time to learn,
change,
get worked up,
love,
let go.
There’s always time
later
for all the rest
and if there’s not -
oh well.
