Treasure Island

Cecelia Weir

(March 19,1955 / Fayette, Alabama)

Up and At It


What is up and at it
When there's so much to do
Its always something pressing
It makes you run and do.

It matters not how much it is
On your agenda to fulfill.
It is always present
But its really no big deal.

It serves as a daily routine
Its seems its never done
No matter how hard you work at it
It tries to relinquish normal fun.

But you'll find a way to make it
It will work with you too
You will make it fun anyhow
Because the fun is inside of you.

Submitted: Thursday, March 14, 2013

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