Theresa Ann Moore

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Procrastination - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Why is it that I always want to delay
doing the things that heavily weigh?
The longer it takes, the more I muse.
The shame is all the time that I lose.

What if I did the most dreaded chore first?
Then my nervous anxiety would be reversed.
Instead of a rain cloud hanging over my head.
My smile would be radiant and widespread.

Comments about Procrastination by Theresa Ann Moore

  • JoAnn McGrath (3/21/2007 9:31:00 PM)

    yes yes yes
    I'm sitting here instead of doing the laundry :)
    Good one

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  • Charles M Moore (3/21/2007 8:05:00 PM)

    Enjoyed this, The lingering of carrying out the most drudging task is always a problem we all have to deal with, Nice write. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011

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