There may be nothing wrong with you
The way you live the work you do,
But I can surely plainly see
Exactly what is wrong with me.
With you there may be nothing wrong,
But here's my trouble all along
I do the thing that don't amount
To very much with no account.
It isn't that I'm indolent
or dodging duties quite intent
I work as hard as anyone
And yet I get so little done
I nibble this, I nibble that
but never finish what I'm at.
The morning goes the noon is near
Before I know the night is near.
And all around me I regret
The things I haven't finished yet.
If I could just get organized
I oftentimes may realize
Not all that matters is the man
The man must also have a plan
It really seems important though
I let a lot of matters go
and all around me I neglect
the things I haven't finished yet.
I work as hard as anyone
And yet I get so little done
I'd do so much you'd be surprised
If I could just get organized.
Great - I read a couple of your poems and you have good potential to shine amongst the best! ! ! carry on my friend and have heart.
Hello my 5th grade teacher taught us this in 1987. I think I have most of the words but the order may be wrong. Maybe we can help each other. I'd like to share it with my students. There may be nothing wrong with you The way you live the work you do, But I can surely plainly see Exactly what is wrong with me. With you there may be nothing wrong, But here's my trouble all along I do the thing that don’t amount To very much with no account. It isn't that I'm indolent or dodging duties quite intent I work as hard as anyone And yet I get so little done I nibble this, I nibble that but never finish what I'm at. The morning goes the noon is near Before I know the night is near. And all around me I regret The things I haven't finished yet. If I could just get organized I oftentimes may realize Not all that matters is the man The man must also have a plan It really seems important though I let a lot of matters go and all around me I neglect the things I haven't finished yet. I work as hard as anyone And yet I get so little done I'd do so much you'd be surprised If I could just get organized.
This one is too good. I find it hard to pick the best poem from your anthology! What a simple theme that you have dealt with so beautifully. I'm often sailing in the same boat as you!
I'm looking for the poem ' If I could just get organized'. I read it 50 or 60 years age. It was written annonomous. I only remember these lines. If I could just get organized I'd do so much you'd be surprised If I could just get organized I nibble this, I nibble that but, never finish what I'm at etc.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Baidurya, I agree with you whole hearted on this one. I wish I was more organized. Sadly I'm not. As Raja said before me you have the potential to shine like a true star. Top marks and thanks for sharing this my friend. David