When my day is done and I reflect
there is always something I detect
that I didn't accomplish on this day.
I try to vow on the next day at dawn
to get it done before that day's gone.
And if I don't it's then I say
'Procrastination is an excuse.'
But even that doesn't produce
the desired result in any way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem